Earthquestria

Roawr!

It's at this time I would like to determine that I am not a physically intimidating opponent. Back home, despite living out in the country my whole life, I was still a scrawny little person. Although I guess "little" wouldn't be the best description. I'm sure "lanky" most would agree with. At a little over six foot two (with a driver license still claming five-ten), I weighed a little under a hundred sixty pounds (hey, I gained some weight since last year!)

As a pony, I remain mosly the same. Slightly more than average height, and they tell me I should eat more. Real helpful.Think "Caramel", only as a Pegasi, so noticeably lighter, and a hare taller.

A hare. Funny how such a thing can be a measurement. Not much of one, but enough of one to be thankful for as it's about how much this peculiar Lion-Scorpion hybrid beast missed me by, swinging with his razor sharp claws. I deftly jumped away, now terrified of the pain this world could inflict on me. The creature swung again, wildly, and I was able to move my lithe body out of the way.

On the brightside, they say with my body type, and a little willpower, I should be able to become one of the best flyers this side the Marsden coulee. I'm still not sure if that's a good thing though. Not that it's much consolation; being terrified of flying, and still unable to do more than assist my natural jumping height. The truely embarassing thing about coming to this world though, was learning to walk again. As a grown stallion.

It was right when I was released from the hospital, Twilight, noticing my trouble keeping up with her, noted how, "Despite the reports indicating being out of breath, and struggling into town, it may be possible I had somehow been struck by amnesia out in the wilderness, and had trouble merely walking home."

How clinical. How cold, just like her lessons....

"Now bend your knee please, and move your leg forward."

"No no, not like that. Are you trying to be as counterproductive as possible?!"

If only you knew, Twilight. If only you knew what it was like to have your knees seemingly reversed. Actually, it's more like having your knee moved up in your leg, and walking on what is primarily your "toes", with your ankle becoming the primary moving joint attached to an elongated foot. It was difficult at first, as most things are. With practise though (literally everywhere, I'm not the flying type y'see), I did imrpove to where I could walk, and become independent enough for Twi to send me off into the forest to look for a flower for her. If only she could see me now, running, and jumping over broken logs, dodging this way, and that. Smoothly avoiding the multiple blades, slicing air around me, looking for purchase on my long, rounded body.

At least now I knew how to run.

So I ran.