Brigadier Whitebolt Quillbreeze.

Tall, quiet, suave, knows her way round a rifle. The pinnacle of the Equestrian military and the poster-mare for all things great; at least on paper.

Her mind however, couldn't be further from the truth.

Set in the same universe as my other story ("I remember") but with a happier ending, and with more length. I got bored and just started writing which eventually lead to this garbage. As always, any and all constructive criticism is encouraged.

I'm also looking for cover art so any and all recommendations would be great/commissions etc.