Bred to Love

The two escaped ponies flew closer and closer to Canterlot, where the files said they would find Jet Set, and his spouse Upper Crust. Under the cover of night, Eclipse flew into the walls and settled on a roof.

His fur tingled and his heart quickened. This was his element, and he loved it. His ears swiveled and eyes darted about, trying to pick up on the name being said, anywhere.

Mira was hovering above silently, waiting for a signal. She did a quick scout of the neighborhood before returning to her post, which was where she was keeping watch. Being back in Canterlot was slightly odd, but it felt so much better than the wilderness. Eclipse noticed Mira hovering near him.

“Stay down,” he whispered, “Your fur might draw attention.”

“Sorry,” She replied nervously.

She sat gently on the roof, laying belly down on it. The sounds of the city were almost deafening to someone like her, being used to the quiet countryside.

“There. I got him. Someone mentioned his name and an appointment at a ‘Horse Shoe Spa’. We’ll tail him from there and he’ll lead us to his home,” Eclipse said confidently. How could he hear that over all the other noise?

Mira nodded, flying gently down from the roof. “Has he come out of the spa yet?” She inquired, embracing Eclipse.

“Maybe, maybe not, but from the context he should be getting there.”

“What time is it?” She yawned. “We’ve been at it for days!” Eclipse saw she was fatigued, unable to properly keep up with the pursuit.

“You can gather a few clouds and rest up. I’ll tail Jet Set and learn where he lives. Then, we can face him together and get our son back,” he reassured her.

“No, I have to be with you, I’ll try my best; If I get too tired, I promise to rest,” she whined.

Eclipse sighed and stroked her face. “Alright. We can use an old trick I learned and follow him inside a few clouds. I’ll find the spa, you get the clouds.” He kissed her lips for good luck.

“Okay, I’ll get some.” Mira quickly lifted off, beginning to gather the small clouds in the sky. Eclipse flitted about the rooftops, eyes and ears scanning for the Horse Shoe Spa. He quickly located it and got back to Mira. Once the clouds were gathered, the two nestled inside and gently glided towards the spa. Once they arrived, so did Jet Set.

“There he is,” Mira whispered. “How long until he gets out?” She asked, peeking through the cloud. They watched as Jet Set trotted into the spa, his head held up high.

“I don’t know. My guess is a Canterlot snob like him will be there for hours getting his mane and nails shiny,” Eclipse seethed, letting a small piece of his past surface, but forcing it back down.
Rubbing his back soothingly, she embraced him as they sat in the clouds.

Waiting.