*Nightmare Moon returns the hug with a sigh.* So many hugs…
No, you aren’t, but We’ll overlook that.
What do you wish of Us?
*Al is flooded with spectral energy, more than he could possibly consume safely. To feed from a divine alicorn’s essence is like trying to drink from the bottom of the ocean to a spectre. Al is in real danger of being seriously harmed.*
What was the catalyst for your Luna’s transformation?
We were created within Luna on her 14th birthday, when everypony forgot her party.
*Sigh.* From what We’ve gathered observing your little group, We think you’re supposed to be some sort of nobility, correct?
Let Us give you a little tip, noble to noble. We will find out if you are attracted to Us or not. Either way, We will use that attraction or repulsion as a tool to help bend you to Our will. Such is the way of nobility.
As a noble, you must learn to never allow yourself to be dragged around by your genitals. More kingdoms and empires have fallen due to their leader’s sex drive than any other cause.
Truly?
You don’t want a piece of this? *She turns around and shakes her rump.*
Mmm… *Nightmare Moon leans into the nibbling a bit, and closes her eyes.*
There aren’t too many griffons in Equestria right now. In fact, We were supposed to meet with one later on tonight. If it’s the same one, We might just have an idea…
Excellent! We have over 100 units of MRE quiches that We don’t need. Soarin was supposed to take them, but he never picked them up. You’re free to have them.
Follow Us.