This story is a sequel to Pony Predators of Equestria

Let it never be said that Cheerilee disliked teaching. Sure, fillies and colts could be a handful, and sure their antics left her scratching her head and cleaning up messes far more often than she would like, but she wouldn't trade the opportunity to shape curious young minds and watch their potential bloom for the world. Still, there was more to life than one's talent, and what better way to spend such time than with her best friends in all of Ponyville( - especially her special somepony?)?

This is a side story to Pony Predators of Equestria. Reading this between Chapter 7 and Chapter 8 is recommended, though it can be read completely stand alone as well.

What is a pony? If asked that question the average citizen of Equestria would probably respond with a confused look and a mention of the three pony tribes. A particularly astute pony might reply with four tribes, remembering to include the Thestrals. A pony of a scholarly disposition may also add a list of characteristics as well - manes, cutie marks, some form of innate magic, hooves, vegetarian diet, etc. This is the answer that would have been received for thousands of years, from before the unification of the three tribes until very recently. Until the failed Changeling invasion. With the reveal of something so foreign, yet at the same time so familiar, what it means to be a pony is no longer quite so clear and obvious. And while professors and philosophers argue, another question is forgotten in the uproar: What if the Changelings weren't the only ones who were hiding?

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