It was peaceful all across the land one warm summers eve. All the nobility in the grand capital of Canterlot were snoozing in their royal bed chambers, while their Princess of the Night, Luna, watched over them and the starry skies above, as she always had for thousands of years. Every pony in every corner of Equestria, Cloudsdale, The Crystal Empire, Everfree Forest, Froggy Bottom Bog, White Tail Woods, Appleoosa, Ghastly Gorge, Dodge Junction, Winsome Falls, Hoofington, Fillydelphia, Los Pegasus, Trottingham, Tartarus, Baltimare, Saddle Arabia, Hollow Shades, Galloping Gorge, Foal Mountain, Tall Tale, Mustangia, Manehattan, and even little old Ponyville, were fast asleep.
Well… almost every pony…
In the small town called Ponyville, four young mares were each wide awake, lost in their own separate masses of thought . . .