Chromatophage

I’ve been keeping a steady feeding schedule for the past month. Right as the sun goes down, I hop out my window and glide through the lower crags to that same tree. Then I flap hard and make amazing time to that earth pony town. There’s always some pony that is there to lend me some of their Spectra. I’ve had a few that spotted me before I could get my mouth on them and they’ve tried to run. But I can...give them a look that stops them and makes them come to me. I’m not sure exactly how I do it, but it’s helpful.

Pipp asked me the other day why I don’t eat dinner anymore. I stared at her a moment and was about to object to her statement, but then I realized she was right. With my daily feedings of Spectra, I don’t feel the need to eat. I just laughed and told her that I’m cutting down on my caloric intake for a while. It’s a lie, but she doesn’t need to know the truth. No pony does.

Other than that, life has been going great. I’m still in my training to lead my people. Pipp is still...Pipp. And mom is happy that things are mostly back to normal. I still visit that Earth Pony town to feed every couple days. I haven’t killed anypony and I’ve checked in on my previous meals. They seem to be recovering, the color of their coats is slowly returning to normal. That’s good and makes me happy.

Not only do I have a very nice food source nearby, but also I’m not really hurting them too much. We’re all going to be okay.