A Fire Paw Tale

Pain, it has become a constant thing in my life. I still wear the collar now more detailed like that of a true pet collar. My ears have heavy jewels and I always look like some harem mare. It made me feel disgusted with myself. Over the two years of my stay I almost became numb. I was forced to partake in the executions of members and prisoners. The prisoners were usually changelings walking to meet their doom. I would sometimes need to play executioner when my brother, If he even deserved to be called that, is bored and wants to see me suffer. I soon stop resisting and went about it almost like another job. That was until I saw her in the cages. A new find with her family she was a changeling filly with blue and white in her mane and tail. Her eyes were a deep blue that pulled me in. She was only 8 years old and it caused my heart great pain to see her so young and suffering. I could hear the cries of parents as they were separated. I had a choice to make under that night of the new moon.

In the shadows I walks silently as I headed to the prison wing of the base. When I walked in I could feel my stomach churning. Blood painted the walls and body parts where everywhere, the wings of the changeling hung on the wall like some sick trophy along with heads ranging from mares, stallions and even colts. I walked over to the cage where the young foals where kept. My heart broke to hear their cries of pain and lost. It took many tried but I soon opened the cage then took one of the torcher weapons and escorted the children out. As we made it to the door I heard a voice I know I will never hear again.

“You’re not going to make it you know sister,”

The voice was soft and gently but hidden within it where secrets.

“Willow how nice of you to see me out,”

I spat at her. She stood there staring at me the foals trying to hide behind my legs. No more words where shared between us as we clashed blades. I didn’t want to live this life anymore, what point did have to stay as a harem mare to not only the stallions of the base but to stallions of your own flesh and blood. In a flash of red I landed my knife deep in my sister’s heart. As she laid there dying I wept and her final action was to take off the binding collar giving me back my magic. I stayed for a few moments morning her death at my hoofs.  I soon wiped my tears and continued killing all who stood in my path. I made it out with only 10 small changeling foals including young Brooke Song. I walked them to a nice home I remembered a changeling living at and they would find homes to the foals. Brooke refused saying she wished me to be her mama. I was touched but I looked at her sadness in my eyes,

“Brooke I do not have a home to take you too but I make you a promise this night that when I find that home I will send for you is that understood?”

Brooke smiles tears in her eyes as hope filled her for the first time in a very long while. I made my leave walking to the woods I once called home. Fang and Razor were happy to see my safe return and we packed up our things and went on our journey to find a home. We traveled far across Equestria to a forbidden forest. The Woods of the Spirits was a place not even the princesses understood. For some reason I felt drawn here. After getting chased and attacked by solar guards I made my way into the woods. As I walked I noticed things moving in the trees speaking to me. I was a strange feeling as I made my way to the center where I was met with a clearing.

“Welcome home my child how I have missed you,”

An ethereal voice spoke to me. I smiled brightly knowing the owner of the voice.

“Mother Nature how I have missed you too.”

“It is time my child you learned of the great magic here are you ready?”

Nature asked me even though she knew my answer. I nodded yes ready to learn and it would take 3 years in those woods to learn this new magic. Spirit magic was sacred and dangerous because spirits are not always good. Even the princesses feared the tampering on the spirit realm and had forbidden its practice. That didn’t stop me and I learned many great things. I learned about auras and the meanings behind certain colors. My color is purple. Purple combines the stability of blue and the energy of red. Purple is associated with royalty. It symbolizes power, nobility, luxury, and ambition. It conveys wealth and extravagance. Purple is associated with wisdom, dignity, independence, creativity, mystery, and magic. I wasn’t completely sure what this color meant for me but it gave me a sense of pride knowing its meaning.

I also became connected to the 3 spirit animals that would guide me on my path in life and learned how to help other ponies find theirs. The wolf was the first animal I bonded with. The wolf offers some of the most striking animal meanings in the realm of spirit animals. The power of the wolf brings forth instinct, intelligence, appetite for freedom, and awareness of the importance of social connections. This animal can also symbolize fear of being threatened and lack of trust. This animal being my first has the strongest bond and will sometimes appear beside me. We can also fuse causing me to become almost like a were pony but right now this form is unstable and rarely used. I can also fully become a large purple spirit wolf safe from physical attacks but it takes a lot of magic to change form and can leave me weak for a couple hours after use. The next animal is the butterfly and I use this animal when I need to follow some pony or travel without detection. The butterfly represents powerful transformation and personal changes to your life, moving through different life cycles, renewal and rebirth, lightness of being, elevation from earthly matters, tuning into emotional or spiritual The world of the soul, the psyche. Lastly I bonded with an air dragon spirit. The air dragon stands for great flashes of illumination in intellect and psyche, insight and clarity, trust your inner voice. If it wasn’t for the gifts my spirit guides have given me I might not have left that forest. I left those woods but had been given an offer by Mother Nature. Maybe one day when I am ready I can accept her offer but right now it is too soon.

After my 22nd birthday I soon found myself walking into the territory controlled by the New Lunar Republic. I felt a strange feeling of belonging standing at those doors. I stood in a waiting room waiting for my screening. A strange but strong Pegasus went over my papers giving me the approval I needed. After I was approved I went into the woods being the base and made a small cottage to live in with my animals. When I walked the grounds I noticed a young pack of Timberwolves one had a collar that read Twig. I decided to let the pack say with me in my cottage till hopefully their owner would come home. After the Pegasus I soon met many other strange ponies calling the NLR base home. There was a Night wing mare, a dark and mysterious stallion magic wisps in his eyes, A black mare with piercing red eyes, and a pair of twins seeming lost. I looked at them a great light growing in my heart. I was finally home. I sent word back for Brooke and she would soon make her way here. Soon I would have my daughter here and I couldn’t be happier. I knew that the time of war would bring us hard times but that didn’t seem too damper my spirits. I was now and forever a child of moonlight.