*She darts after him. After a weaving chase through Ponyville, she gets close enough to jump and tackle Arcel, sending them both sprawling into a pile. She starts giggling uncontrollably.*
I caught you, I caught you!
Nuh-uh. Never.
…
Well, maybe if they were Pinkie Pie cookies…
(Nightmare Moon)
Arcel told Us you were leaving. We made something for you, to keep you safe on your trip.
*She gives Typewryter a small box. Inside is a polished redish-black sphere attached to a silver chain.*
It’s a magnetite pendant. When worn on a unicorn’s horn, it grants the wearer a perfect sense of direction, as well as a a certain knack for finding what they’re looking for. Pendants like these were used by the ancient ancestors of the WayGatherers, before they had the north star to guide them.
We hope it will guide you safely home.
(Typewryter)
…
Thank you, Miss Moon.
I am sure that it will.
Thank you.
Safe journeys, friend.
No. We were born on Luna’s 14th birthday. She was still young, but not what one could call a little filly.
Huh, We suppose even this bizarre turn of events has given us some new experiences…
Behold Our adorableness, mortal ponies. Behold, and d’awww!
Oooh, very scary Nightmare… but its not Nyx form I noticed xD
Wtill, strikes fear, and that was your goal I presume. =)
We were going for a more “Nightmare Moon as a filly” look, rather than a “Nightmare Moon transformed into a mortal filly” like Nyx.
Well, it wasn’t Us. Somepony probably slipped poison joak into the water.
We will be joining you in shortness momentarily.
