You bring your hand up to your eyes to help dim the flash of orange from the sun setting. You don't remember much about your home, or what your people were even like for that matter and trying to remember only rewards you with nose bleeds. The now rising moon distracts you and fills your head with images of HER. The mare, no Princess of the Night. After your less than graceful appearance in Equestria followed by the quick capture by those six ponies,that you remain grateful to for not imprisoning you in stone like they did to a certain Draconequus, and soon the rather pleasant meeting of their princesses. One was a large and rather out going pony name Celestia. The other wasn't as big, more medium in your opinion, Princess Luna. While keeping in mind everything Twilight had told you about speaking with the princesses you couldn't help but look over at the enchanting, midnight blue princess, who couldn't help but notice your staring and looked away although you could see the slight red appear on her cheeks.
