Zia rushes over, hovering near the ponies. "Crikey! We need to put this fire out pronto!"
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This is an alternate Equestria where the main 6 never existed and ponies are under the rule of Nightmare Moon, I think this’ll be fun sign up below:
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It was a normal day, everypony was doing their daily things, but suddenly Applejack barn began to catch fire, everypony go to try to help,
That is how the journey began
When you get to the barn, you see someone coming out of the flames, a brown pony with a hourglass cutie mark, he's carrying a pony on his back, on looking you realize that it's Derpy
"Hello everyone, i'm the Doctor and that is my friend Derpy"
Okay so I don’t know if requesting a specific ship or character is a thing thats done here??
Since I’m pretty new to Canterlot Avenue in general, but I have some serious feelings about Sunset and really just want to explore her in a romantic relationship it doesnt matter if its in the EQG universe or Equestria itself or somewhere else entirely and while I would love it forever if someone wanted to play the Twilight to my Sunset I would be happy to ship Sunset with pretty much any girl cause girls are awesome and Sunset thinks so too.
So yeah feel free to respond if this interests you at all.
<p>As most ponies were huddled away in their homes, with only the guards and the Princesses actively doing their rounds, it was easy to miss the blue shine that had appeared in an alleyway, the alabaster pegasus appearing amidst a few pieces of rubble from the nearby buildings. Clearly, the capital of Equestria had seen better days. She'd been taken in her sleep, the summoning magic smoothly transitioning her from the warm leaves and sandy beaches of the island she came from to the dusty pavement in front of an abandoned Saddle-Arabian themed restaurant.</p>
<p>Slowly the magic faded away, the mare's ears perking as she caught a commotion off in the distance. Her eyes opened, the mare lifting her head as she glanced about, squinting, the mare quickly entering a state of full alert when she realized she was no longer on Butterfly Island. Her ears pinned back, the mare's wings quivering as she crouched down into a low profile, looking up at the restaurant buildings that towered over her. Panic took over her mind, and she drew into a full gallop, out into the Canterlot Streets.</p>
Yeah, that'd be fine.
Yeah, go ahead, did you have a pony in mind?
Compared to what she had just gone through in the skies, speaking to these ponies was an easy task. Even as she worked to calm the ponies, she could feel the adrenaline rush dying down, her legs buckling as energy gave way to exhaustion.
At last, one pony at a time, the riot subsided, the priest and the other followers of Celestia helping to keep the crowd placated. As the mare worked, her gaze drifted skyward. Why had they left all of a sudden? As dangerous as she must have seemed to them, she could only attack one every time she went down into a dive. They had the numbers advantage, and it had looked as if taking one on required the joint efforts of five pegasi. Frowning, the mare nodded once to the priest, letting him know she would be alright before taking back up to the skies, where she saw Entropy and the Hunter on the ground. She couldn't hear what was being said from the skies, but her intuition was telling her that this wasn't going to have a pretty ending.
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<p>The large pegasus nodded slowly, the mare glancing about the room at the other groups of ponies that had melded together into little congregations; each of them had at least one such robed pony in common. Cautiously she nudged herself forward, setting herself down into the small congregation as she stared down at the soup that had been poured into a bowl and laid out for her.</p>
<p>From smell alone, the mare knew all too well she couldn't recognize the herbs. After all, where she came from, herbs like this didn't exactly exist, leaving fruits and the occasional fish as the majority of her diet growing up. Nonetheless, a quick glance around the area showed multiple ponies eating from the bowls, so any pretense that the soup was poisoned was a false notion. She watched as some of the ponies ate - or rather, watched as most of the unicorns' bowls began to glow different colors and lift up to their lips. Her ear flicked, and she glanced back down at the soup, her hooves setting upon the bowl for just a moment before quickly flinching back, hooves now a bit tender from the heat.</p>
<p>"Sorry - just... are you alright? Does it hurt?" she asked, her eyes slowly trailing up to the horn. "N-No, that's not right, I mean... how are you doing that... that *thing* with the lifting objects without hooves?" she questioned, glancing off to the side as intuition told her she had just asked something generally considered common knowledge among ponies here.</p>
For a moment, the fighting seemed to stop, monster and pony alike stopping the fight as an otherworldly shriek came from the fallen beast, the mare already nowhere to be seen as she swooped up from her dive some hundred feet away, the momentum carrying her back up to the skies as her wings unfurled, flapping to give her that much-needed extra bit of speed to get back up to cloud level and take aim at her next target. Already she had found one, a crow distracted fighting off three guards. As it swung a talon, the mare dived back down, a plan set in motion. There was little she could do about the fighters who were already wearing armor, but if the platemail could ensure their protection, then she could take advantage of the distraction they provided to strike.
It wasn't much - these crows were gathering reinforcements just as quickly as she would be able to take them out - but she had faith that she would at least be able to take out a few of these monsters before they caught on. After that, who knew how effective her strikes would be.
<p>The mare hadn't made it more than a few feet into the air when a number of armored ponies swooped down to the ground, intercepting her midflight, numerous pointed weapons positioned in a manner designed to box her in and prevent further motion. Her ears pinned back as one stallion, a rather burly-looking fellow, made his way down to her, barking orders.</p>
<p>The mare blinked once, awestruck. An attack? Then - these ponies were refugees. Star had many questions, but even without her special talent it was clear that the ponies in uniform had much more pressing matters than answering her questions. For now, she'd have to keep her head down, at least until she could figure out why she had been brought here. The mare glanced down, lowering herself down to a nearby alleyway where the stampede of ponies were not, watching the pegasi above. These pegasi were much bigger than she was used to - clearly these were not Butterfly Island pegasi - but their wingspans were no bigger than those of her people.</p>
<p>"Stay safe." she spoke, her ears perking up as she glanced at the retreating horde of ponies, guards on the ground rushing feverishly to keep the crowd under control. The mare frowned, and followed behind. First things first, she needed answers, preferably from someone at liberty to afford her the time of day.</p>
<p>The mare stood there, eyes wide, as she ran out to a group of ponies being escorted by a small battalion of armored horses. In her panic, her mind hardly registered that she was looking at non-pegasi, as she stood there, all she could see was that the ponies being led into the city didn't look like prisoners of war, but many of them looked weary, hungry. She could hear the rhythmic hoofsteps of the ponies, the sound of mother quieting their foals.</p>
<p>Suddenly, a loud alarm sounded, the mare flinching back as she glanced toward the gates, the mare noticing as the ponies brandished blades and polearms alike, the mare only now noticing the faint glow of magic that held the weapons in place. "Horned One?" she whispered out loud, her question lost in the panic as the hoofbeats devolved into chaos, the mare leaping up into the sky with a powerful flap of her heavy wings as the supposed refugees stampeded in her general direction.</p>
