This is a simple HiE-story with a Brony waking up in Equestria and trying to make the most of it. As a Changeling. Let me rephrase that: As a creature that is a natural predator to all beings capable of feeling emotions, especially our pastel colored skittle-ponies.

Oh well, it can't be that bad, right? Right?

This is my first story, so I hope of a lot of constructive criticism (grammatical or otherwise).
I don't know much about age-groups or tags (even after reading the FAQ), so I'm just gonna start with what I know is gonna happen and go from there.
Oh, and one thing: In this fic, all races are capitalized. I may change that later on.