A Near Miss

The next morning, Near Miss awoke to angry signals telling her she had to go. After some brief resistance, Near acceded to her bladder's rude and unreasonable demands, and left the warmth of her hammock to venture outside.

In the early morning light, she could clearly see the results of the previous night's novel fire starting technique. The metal fire pit itself was mostly intact, but the iron grill that used to be attached to it was now a tangled mess, embedded halfway through a nearby tree. Looking beyond the epicenter, Near saw that the sign advertising firewood prices had had a projectile the size of her hoof shot clean through it, and that the lean-to sheltering the firewood for sale had been partially demolished, though after a quick magical repair it was good as new again.

Once she had finished fixing the lean-to, Near Miss's bladder once again asserted itself, and with no bathrooms or outhouses nearby, Near backed up into a nearby bush and let loose. As Near let out a sigh of relief, she heard a groan coming from directly behind her. Badly startled, Near Miss jumped forward before spinning around to face the bush. When the groaning continued but no attacker appeared, Near approached the bush wherein she found a semi-conscious bat pegasus mare sprawled out in the bush, as if she had just crashed there.

Near Miss nearly shouted, "Who are you and what do you want‽"

Looking up at Near, the pegasus groaned, "I'm Long Shot, and did you just PEE ON ME‽"

Near Miss was somewhat taken aback, and replied, "I guess so. Why did you let yourself get peed on?"

Long Shot rolled her eyes before responding, "I didn't have much of a choice. I was flying along, minding my own business, and then I heard this loud 'BANG' right before I got shot out of the sky by a flying log. You wouldn't have anything to do with that, now would you?" Before Near could answer, Long Shot continued, "The next thing I know, some mare I don't know is peeing in my face."

Near Miss shuffled about awkwardly before answering, "I'm sorry, both for peeing on you and for knocking you out of the sky. I didn't think anypony would be in that bush, and the explosion last night was an accident. I'm Near Miss, by the way."

The lunar pegasus briefly considered the unicorn before her, before shooting into a cloud above the campsite for a quick rinse off, after which she glided lazy circles back down to where Near was waiting. "Now that I'm cleaned off," Long Shot started, "I can forgive you for peeing on me, but would you mind explaining how you managed to shoot down a pegasus by exploding a log at her?"