The story of Myrways

Pain.

Anypony who complains to me about pain apparently never had a cocoon blow up in their face by a blast of magic powerful enough to blast a magic resistant cocoon open. Granted, my horn was stuck in the cocoon’s outside, but It hurt and that headache is really going to bother me.

“Ow”

Two black, fuzzy figures were standing above me, vaguely hovering in my blurry vision.

“You said it.”

“You know, I didn’t mean to blow it up.” I retorted with a sneer as I lifted myself from my back to a sitting position, leaving my front hooves protecting my soft underbelly.

“We know,” The taller one of the two changeling answered. “You were just trying to get out. I shouldn’t have given that order, but I was curious how strong you would be, you being family of our Queen.” he said while looking over at the remains of the cocoon “and so far, you made a decent first impression”

I tried to stand on my hooves, but a wave of dizziness causes me to stumble and fall back on my haunches. Waiting for the my dizziness clear, I began studying them. They were black and filled with holes, and there were only four instead of the six I was used to. I guided my tongue inside mouth, tasting  the remnants of the goo, and almost cut my tongue on my over sized canine teeth. Damn… those things are sharper then I had guessed.

I watched as the smaller changeling moved her hoof towards her side, and pulled something out of a bag made of plant-like materials. It was a glowing orb, roughly the size of her own hoof.  Giving a judging look, she offered it to me.

Before I had fully realized what I was doing, I had bit down on the orb and thrown my head back. My throat loosened, and I swallowed the whole thing down. I shuddered as she just raised her eyelid. “You were starving after your second incubation? “ I blinked at her. “I expelled a lot of magic too, or did you forget that already?” She just smiled sheepishly, her chitin turning a light blue.

Feeling much better after that rather embarrassing affair of starvation and smiles, I was able to raise myself to my hooves.  The smaller changeling spoke first. “So, do you have any family in here?” She asked as she pointed to the rows upon rows of cocoons surrounding us. She lighted her horn, bathing the room in an eerie glow.

“No, I don’t. Mother decided she didn't want two young queens. Too much chance on a rivalry for succession” I answered.  “But I you don't mind, could you tell me who you two are?”

She looked over to her older brother, who nodded. “I am Squirrel and this is Shielder, and if your name is Myrways, we are here to bring you to our Queen. Your family is expecting you”