One Pony Amongst Many People

Twilight Sparkle cantered along the streets of Ponyville, searching through every nook and cranny for that cyan pegasus she knew. "Has any pony seen Rainbow Dash anywhere?!"

Every pony she asked shrugged and said, "Maybe she's doing extended Daring Do catch-ups."

Frankly, it was really strange. She wouldn't be locked up in her house for two and a half days to catch up on the Daring Do books. Besides, she was finished with the series. Even so, she had read the second to last book twelve times just to wait for the next one. The lavender alicorn had not checked her home for her. Not yet. It was a bit too obvious. She cantered up to Sugar-cube Corner, banging on the door. "Pinkie!" she yelled, so loud that people stopped to stare.

A pink mare opened the door, smiling brightly. "Hi, Twilight!" she said, waving her hooves as she did so.

"Pinkie Pie, have you seen Rainbow Dash anywhere?"

"No, why?"

"Are you not worried?! She's been missing for two and a half days!"

"She has?!"

"Can you help me find her?"

"Oh, silly, Rainbow is just on an adventure or something! If she's got one of those, she'll always come back! Just wait, and she'll be back soon enough. Don't worry your pretty princess head about it, it'll all be fine!"

"Pinkie! Please! You should be worried, she's your marefriend, after all."

"But I know Dashie personally. I know she'll come back!"

Twilight sighed. "Fine. If you won't help me, I'll be just fine searching on my own."

She trotted away. "She's right. She's just on an adventure. It'll all be fine. Right?"

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Rainbow Dash flew above the trees, the branches on top almost touching her stomach. She felt alive, but she missed her friends a lot. But she joined. Once you join the Night's Watch, you never leave. She dove downwards and landed on the ground, slowing to a trot. A few men on horses galloped in front of her.

Tormund got off of his white stallion and pulled his sword out of its sheath. Dash sighed in annoyance. "This again?"

She spread her wings and Tormund brought his sword down, clashing with the steel of her wing. She thrust her wing in mirror movement with Tormund's sword as the sound of metal hitting metal filled the air. More stallions with men on top of them rode forward just as the blade went between the feathers of the wing and slashed her eyelid vertically. It was only a scratch, as deep as a paper cut due to Rainbow ducking just a millisecond too late.

Dolorous Ed dismounted and wielded his sword, pointing his sword at the former member of the free folk. "Put your sword away."

Tormund, slowly and reluctantly, put the sword back into its sheath. He mounted his steed and it galloped away, the other men following. Rainbow walked toward Dolorous and thanked him.

The man had put the sword back into its sheath and stuck his hand out for a shake. Dash returned the gesture and Dolorous spoke. "You're welcome."

Jon Snow rode up to them. He eyed the cut across her eyelid. "Did someone attack you again?" Jon asked, cocking a brow.

"Yeah. Tormund, to be exact."

Without any more words, they all cantered off into the thicket. A camp lay ahead. Jon's stallion galloped faster. He rode into the camp, startling some settlers. They looked like wildlings. Tormund came riding into the camp as well, right on cue. Rainbow walked slowly into the area. Her wings folded back to her sides. The wildlings ran toward them, some of them with spears in hand. A giant stomped its way to the back of the crowd.

Their leader stepped through a gap in the crowd, eyeing the cyan pegasus curiously. "Who's that?" he asked, pointing toward Dash.

Jon replied, "Her name is Rainbow Dash."

"What is she, though?"

Rainbow sighed in annoyance. "I'm not a thing."

"She is a pegasus pony. She's one of our members."

The wildlings roared with laughter. Rainbow Dash spread her wings, ready to charge, but Jon stopped her. A horn blew.

One time. "Enemies," Jon muttered.

Twice. "Wildlings."

Three times.

Jon went wide-eyed. "White walkers."

His stallion reared and charged back to The Wall. A pale figure tackled Tormund. A figure as pale as the moonlight, with blue eyes that burned like ice.

Dash heard a branch snap behind her. She turned around and her sight revealed a little girl with the same ice blue eyes and pale skin. For a while, the girl stared at Dash with her deep, lifeless gaze. Her dark chestnut hair, dirty with twigs and dead leaves, rustled in the breeze. Rainbow reared and bucked, sending the girl crashing into a tree. Her head snapped upon impact, but her head still rose a few second after making contact with the bark.

Jon rode between the two, grabbing his Valyrian Steel sword from its sheath. One quick swipe, and the white walker's head bounced into her line of sight. He turned his head to her and reached into his cloak. Pulling out a completely black dagger, he handed it to her. She took it with a wing. She brushed her hoof across the blade. It sent a small shiver down her spine. She looked up at him.

"It's dragon glass," Jon uttered. "Use it on the white walkers."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

He rode away, killing more white walkers as they came out at him. She just sat there, eyeing the life-saving gift that he had given her. A snarl from behind her was all it took for her to snap into reality. She whipped around and sliced the white walker's throat, shattering it to pieces.

She glanced down at the dagger. Time to kick some tail.