"CELESTIADAMNITAJ!!!!!!GET YER LOUSY,LAZY PLOT UP!!!!!!THE DAY WE ACTUALLY NEED YA YER DEAD ASLEEP!!!!"Screamed the voice of my tentmate,Blacklash.
My eyes shot open to see her paniced face staring back.Without speaking,I sprung up and readied myself for battle.I slung on my rough canvas saddle bags and tightened them up.I checked to make sure there was the normal unicorn magic halo surrounding Black's gun and tossed it to her.I armed myself with a blade and ran to my forming squadron.
I remember that battle well.That was the day Private first class Blacklash Whip died.Midflight.I was so young and stupid then.It was only my third battle.I swore that the New Lunar Republic pony who killed her would pay.After all these years that I still don't know who it was.Sometimes in dreams,Isee her.But she hasen't aged like me,but she wasn't like the last time I saw her.Black was laughing,her wings spread out,her grey coat shining along with her black and white mane.The same magneta eyes that egged me on for four years,to keep going and going.The same ones that haunted my dreams,still pushing me forward.Damn,even after she died she never stopped pushing my "sorry,sexy flank".Did I mention she was bisexual?
