An Outcast's World

I crept into the shadows, watching from a distance the guards walk by, chatting and laughing. I stalked out without rustling the bushes and swooped- Oh my Celestia! I almost forgot to tell my name.

I'm Dreamcatcher, the last Bat Pony in the world.

I'm a thief,thug, spy, and outcast, living on the borders and outer regions of Equestria. This is my story, right from the first thievery.

12 YEARS AGO, AUGUST 13, 12:00 AM

I crept out of my home that was under a short cliff. I checked for other rogue ponies, for there was such thing, and flew off. I darted around realizing I had forgotten my crossbow and arrows. I then flew off again with my weapons at the ready. I was headed directly for Canterlot. I had been chased out of  the country earlier that day and had become a thief and such that also came with the title. I had been setting up my base and getting food and water the entire day, now it was time for my first big steal. I swooped overhead, silhouetted against the moon just barely, and scanned the area for the capital of the Country. I found what I was looking for and dived in with my wings folded at my side. I crashed silently and gracefully onto the main path to the castle. I stalked through the night, with my hoofsteps light as a feather. I knew dangers lurked in this city, and it wasn't good danger. I felt hooves creeping up from an alley on my side and dived into a gorse. I watched as two guards walked by, chatting and giggling at their own stupid jokes about petunia eating mustard. As they passed by, I readied my wings. In a single heartbeat, I darted up to the tower where the princesses lived. I could see both of their shillouetes resting peacefully against a warm fire. While I get terribleness and bitter,harsh cold, these lucky fatties get warmth and a bed. I narrowed my eyes and folded in my wings. I walked silently in and snatched Celestia's crown. I grasped the shoes of Luna. I put them in my basket. I also put out the fire and took the blankets off of them/ I carefully dragged them out onto the balcony. They were shivering as I left. I went unseen. No other thief had achieved what I had done. I had stolen the shoes of Luna and the crown, even more valuable, of Celestia. I slept with pride and warmth, for I had also stolen a tree in there and a nice warm pillow that once belonged to Tia. The tree I used for fire, the pillow for a bed. I grinned as I dreamed about my first thievery, also the most valuable.