Changeling Anon

>You wake up to a resounding headache.
>You have no bucking clue what else causes a headache besides blunt force trauma, besides blunt force trauma, besides blunt for-
>What?
>You shake your head and rise to your hooves, carapace creaking.
>You look around at the barren landscape of mountains and valleys.
>Last thing you remember was a purple unicorn, slamming her hooves down into your face during your assault on Canterlot
>Geez, that hurts just thinking about it.
>You test your wings and horn, finding neither broken.
>Ok, disguise up, and then relocate the hive, like you're supposed to.
>After all,
>You are Anonymous
>A changeling drone
>You take the standard disguise of a green pegasus with blue eyes, and fly out over the nearest valleys.
>None of them seem familiar, and any landmarks that would lead you back to the hive are missing.
>Wait...you're remembering...
>A flash of pink, and you were thrown from your resting spot on the ground into the air...
>Wow, why aren't you dead from the fall?
>So you were evicted from Canterlot for sleeping on the job, hehehe.
>Well at lest you can have a sense of humor...
>Drones aren't supposed to have a sense of humor.
>Maybe...you aren't a drone?
>You glide over to the nearest reflective surface, a small oasis in the harsh landscape.
>You revert into your usual form and find that you indeed have pupils now, as opposed to the standard blue compound eyes.
>Your vision doesn't seem to be affected negatively from this change, so who cares?
>You don your disguise once more and take a look around. A single cave is the only shelter you see, so you take the chance that somep0ny might be in there and investigate.
>The inside of the cave mouth is unusually bright, and you find that your natural darkvision allows you to see well beyond it.
>Empty as can be, and every wall is visible.
>The walls bear telltale signs of digging, so this is no natural cave.
>If you didn't know better, you would think that this was made by-
>"HALT, P0NY!"
>Diamond dogs.
>You turn your apathetic face to see who dares tell a changeling to halt.
>Well, he doesn't know what you are, as you are a "pegasus" right now.
>Shame. Would be nice to get some respect around here.
>"What are you doing in the secret entrance?"
>Oh sweet, there is totally a secret entrance in here!
"Whatever I feel like, dog."
>Hot damn, your voice usually echoed with a buzz, but it is smooth as silk. And you didn't even try to mimic another voice to match the body!
>"You DARE disrespect me!?"
"I could say the same, mutt."
>The d-dog is taken aback for a moment that a p0ny could show such audacity without fear.
>You decide to follow up and take the initiative.
"How about you tell ME what you're doing out here, huh? And while we're at it, I want to know exactly where every other p0ny is, and what type they are. Tell me NOW!"
>The dog cowers under your commands, shakily answering them.
>"I-I'm returning from scouting for the mistress Chrysalis! W-we have no ponies!"
>Oh.
>You revert again, and the d-dog breathes a sigh of relief.
>No wonder the dog is a coward, the other changelings probably beat the snot out of him earlier.
>Heh.
"Take me into the hive, dog."
>He scrapes away part of the wall with his claws, and pulls a secret lever, then pats the dirt back over it.
>Kind of like cloud walls for pegasi, for reference.
>You follow him into the depths below, where you would be reunited with your kin once more.