It was a dark time for the three tribes of Old World: the unicorns whom controlled the sun and moon, the pegasi whom maintained the weather, and the earth ponies whom grew the crops – they'd all suffered from the indignity of the growing cold, one beyond their control or comprehension; of course, this was something they knew far too well since it was recent news.

What they didn't know was that next to them were two other species from other faraway lands settling nearby: the dragons whom represent the top of the food chain and the yaks whom are known for their raw strength; nevertheless, they were best avoided by the ponies due to their differences alone, a sentiment shared by many like, and unlike, the Equestrians themselves.

Speaking of which, the near lacking of commonalities alone have brought the two foreigners to war almost immediately: whilst neither side has lost anything but their pride and resolve, tensions still remain high ever since so to speak all the same; thankfully, a modest proposal has been drafted to keep themselves both at ease, hopefully to ensure that history won't repeat itself again.