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A Story to get Behind

Apr 16th, 2014
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  1. >Be day night in Everfree Forest
  2. >be trotting through tall grass, searching for flowers to take delectable golden juices from
  3. >see brief glimpse of light off to the right
  4. >you don't exactly remember there being light such as this in Everfree
  5. >curiosity piqued at the thought of a new light source, you decide to investigate
  6. >(lights may or may not be your fetish)
  7. >slowly and quietly, you gingerly place one hoof in front of the other
  8. >you remember old mares tales about eldritch creatures deep beneath the sea, luring prey into their maw with light
  9. >hopefully, those didn't exist
  10. >hopefully, they didn't have legs
  11. >as you sneak, you can make out the light just up ahead
  12. >on closer inspection, the luminous shape seems to be a silhouette of a crescent moon
  13. >it's almost as if a bit of the moon had just decided to go on down to earth
  14. >so shiny....
  15. >so warm....
  16. >so...
  17. >...inviting...
  18. >in a light-induced trance, you shuffle inaudibly over to the gleaming crescent
  19. >they said you would never touch the moon
  20. >they said the moon doesn't actually emit light
  21. >jokes on them now
  22. >you're right up next to it now
  23. >this is it
  24. >you attempt to wrap your hooves around it...
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  28. >Be Princess of the Night
  29. >be enjoying a walk in the calm Everfree forest
  30. >no lantern because Nightprincess vision spell
  31. >you suddenly hear a small, nigh soundless breaking of a branch behind you
  32. >suddenly, something grabs your flank
  33. >Nightprincess vision fails
  34. >as you tense up and your eyes widen in surprise more than terror, you set your horn to "stun"
  35. >you take aim at the thing that grasps your rump
  36. >as you adjust aim, the light from the bony appendage you have illuminates the thing
  37. >it's a pony
  38. >whut.png
  39. >it has wings coated with dust, with bizarre patterns
  40. >wat.jpg
  41. >it has what appears to be two tiny feelers attached to its head
  42. >it's feeling you up with said appendages
  43. >ohcelestiawhy.gif
  44. >you go full canterlot royal voice on this "mo-fo," as the youth today call it
  45. "WHY HAST THOU SEIZED OUR HINDQUARTERS?!"
  46. >scare the shit out of tiny molester
  47. >it jumps at least seven feet in the air
  48. >it lands with a large 'WHUMP'
  49. >you hear it call out, in a squeaky kind of voice:
  50. >"PLEASEDONTEATMEIHAVESOMUCHLIGHTTOENJOYMRELDRITCHHORROR"
  51. >pony is sentient, not primative
  52. >you stare at the small form that shivers before you
  53. >the stun spell quickly turns to an illumination spell
  54. >you get a better look
  55. >it appears to be some kind of mixture of an insect and a pony, with a pair of brown wings, and what apears to be another pair of wings behind those, colored orange
  56. >the pony also seems to have a light grey-brown sort of coat, with extra fluff on the chest and around the hooves
  57. "...What are you?," you somewhat awkwardly say
  58. >"...I-I'm a m-mothpony....," the small asssailant says
  59. "..would you care to answer my previous question about my rump?"
  60. >being away for so long doesn't help social skills
  61. >"I..uh..it looked like a very pretty light from this angle!," the mothpony says defensively
  62. >you both blush
  63. "... We must never speak of this to anypony, nor any moth for that matter."
  64. >The minute creature nods in agreement, then speaks
  65. >"But before you go, could I have your name?"
  66. >wynaut.png
  67. "You may adress me as Luna. Princess Luna, if you wish."
  68. >"Princess? Alright then... my name is Mellilla! I would give you my full name, but it's a mouthfull."
  69. >you both stand around a bit, not knowing how to give farewells
  70. >"Well... see you later then."
  71. >Mellilla takes off with a couple flaps of the wings, leaving you by yourself
  72. >you thank your sister in a hushed tone, the awkwardness was palpable
  73. >it's time to take some classes in social interactions, Luna
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