Art Wing

Twilight's eyes only found clouds of dust circulating a certain area near their path. Her hooves slid forward until she realized that the whole area was the impact site. Twilight and Fluttershy began to inch slowly towards the center. After the dust settled, they saw a speck of light green laying down. Both of them stood in complete surprise, recognizing many known features about it. It was very still, as if it was sleeping. Twilight hovered over the site, searching for a clearer view. She concluded that it was a light green Pegasus mare, its wings slightly singed. With nothing more to think about, Twilight pushed her hoof slowly against the body.

Twilight quickly began observing it. She noticed many things at once. It twitched a hoof, opening its eyelids revealing bright, warm brown eyes that were curved. Slowly trying to stand up, Twilight took notice of how it was a little bit smaller than many mares she knew, but had the look of some pony a lot older than many fillies. She couldn't name an exact age, but she knew the mare was only slightly younger than her friends. The wind barely moved its brownish black mane. It had bangs in the front which dropped more to the right then to the left.

It was dazed, unaware of the situation before her. Her legs quivered and failed to support her weight. It was until she saw Twilight and Fluttershy did she began to react. She tried to sit back on her haunches and dragged herself backwards. She flared her wings until she had no room to move. She was afraid of the foreign company.

"No, no. It is alright. We won't hurt you. We noticed you when you came out of the sky. Here, my name is Twilight Sparkles."

The green Pegasus slowly walked forward to shake Twilight's hoof. Right before contact, a small baby dragon appeared in front of her. It held its claw up to her.

"Hi! I'm Spike! Twilight's awesome assistant."

The mare grunted and stalked towards it, Spike ran behind Twilight.

"No, I'm a baby friendly dragon! I won't hurt you either. Right, Twilight?"

"Spike! She's obviously wary of us! Don't make her have the wrong first impression."

"Huh, sorry!" brushed off the little dragon.

"And, here is Fluttershy." said Twilight.

Fluttershy saw the mare blink and look at her. The mare dropped her ears and slinked down, slightly trembling.  Fluttershy felt perplexed. She never had a pony be afraid of her. Fluttershy wondered if if she really did do something wrong. Was she too scary? Or maybe....

"What's your name?" asked Fluttershy. She heard hushed breaths. The mare's eyes were locked on the ground. Its hooves played with the dirt slowly. Hearing hooves go closer to the pony, it hid its face in its front hooves. Fluttershy was wide-eyed. After a brief silence, the green pony felt a hoof on her shoulder.

It was Fluttershy. She was smiling. "It's okay. I know how you feel."

The pony repeated the reassuring voice in her head. She began to grin. With all of her courage, she whispered,"My name is Art. Art Wing."

When Art turned around to face all three of them, Twilight's eyes noticed the Art's blank flank.

Art nestled in a guest bed in Fluttershy's cottage. She burrowed deeper in the soft woven blanket, having her wings completely ease off the pressure. Her legs were together, while her eyes traveled on words off pages from numerous books. Her mane was let loose, letting it rest on her face. At the corner of her eye, she saw Twilight grinning, giving her a new book hastily every time Art finished one. Art felt at ease at this place, trailing off to the sights of numerous furry animals eager to follow every word Fluttershy asked them to do.