The Not so Mundane Marching of a Completely Forgettable Bug-Horse

I was surprised to wake up to the smell of fresh air. The sun was rising. The birds were singing. I was wash on some rocks in the middle of the river. I had a really bad headache!

I examined my surroundings. Water, rocks, cottonwood trees? I had no Idea where I was. I flew up off my rocky bed and up above the treeline. Okay, I had absolutely no idea where I was. Nothing around me looked familiar. Except for the river.

I landed on the bank closer to me. I would have been have been washed downstream. Theoretically, all I had to do was fly against the current of the water, and I’d make it back in no time at all. I chucked a stick onto its reflective surface, watched it speed off to the south, turned north, spread my wings, and stopped.

That was a good point. I would make it back to Hive in no time. I would not be making it home. Sure I’d always been a part of Hive, but the past two days had proven it was not my home. Hive didn’t care about me. I had been assigned a job without voice and I’d been forced to needlessly continue that job in conditions so dangerous they took my supervisors life.

I closed my wings. Well I guess I didn’t know that. 4355536 could be alive. She could have survived the strike. She could have been rescued by one of my coworkers. She could still be alive, but I had some serious doubts.

No, Hive was not my home. It never truly had been. Even if 4355536 was alive, my point still stood. I didn’t want to go back.

I sat down on the shore, chewing on some wild dandelions. I could do that. I could just not go back. It wasn’t like anybody would come looking for me, as far as they knew I was dead. I could go anywhere. I could do whatever I wanted. I was free. And to think, all I had to do was die.

No I couldn’t do whatever I wanted. I would have to be careful about this. I didn’t want to get sick, hurt, or get caught. Just because Hive wasn’t looking for me, didn’t mean that they or any other living creature couldn’t catch me. I would have to be carefull.

I stood up. So I guess I was doing this. Where would I go? Not North, that was for sure. Did I have to go anywhere? I had a river for water and a forest for food. I looked down at my undisguised hooves.

No, without emotion, I wouldn’t have any magic. I couldn’t live outside undisguised. I would have to find living creatures, but where?

Well, I thought standing up. Everything needs water. I could just follow the river and chances are I would find civilization eventually. I’d just have to go South instead.

Think 1604490 is there anything else you need to take with you. I changed my morph-pack into generic grey saddlebags. I’m following the river, so I will cave water. Some dandelions would be nice, I thought as I shoved a few handfuls in my bag. Oh, if I planned to travel I would need energy stones. I would have to make some energy stones.

I scoured the ground for a few, not very sharp looking pebbles. I washed them off in the cool river water, and reluctantly popped one in my mouth. I think it only takes about an hour for our natural slimes to form an energy stone out of a pebble, but I’d never actually done this before. I placed the rest of the pebbles in my packs with the flowers.

Lastly a disguise. I couldn’t walk towards civilization undisguised, but I had no idea how long it would be before I would be able to replenish my magic. My disguise would have to be very low maintenance.

A pegasus would enable me to travel faster, but I would use up a lot of magic quickly. I decided against it. So earthpony or unicorn? I decided that I would deal with the temptations of using unicorn magic, if I could save a little bit by not having to compress my horn.

So I’d be a unicorn mare of average build, with a black coat, blue eyes, and short grey mane. As for a marking…. Blue flower. Yes, a botanist could be excused for wandering through the woods. I transformed.

Well, I guess that was everything. I swished my pebble back and forth in my mouth. I couldn’t think of anything else of the top of my head. “Freedom here I come!” I said outloud.

I turned and marched off south down the riverbank.