Striving for Perfection

POV Princess Luna

It's been a few days since my sister and I realized that a new creature had appeared in Equus. All this time, at my sister's request, I was trying to get into the creature's dream again to understand and talk. I can't believe my sister is so frivolous. In any case, from the moment I listened to my sister, the door to the creature's dream was not discovered. It was as if it had stopped dreaming. What if by my mistake I accidentally completely robbed him of the ability to dream?

I shook my head from side to side trying to dismiss this depressing thought. It's okay, it's just that sometimes some people don't have dreams. Even if I made a mistake, my sister and I can fix it. Everything is fine.

My eyes wandered through the many doors to the dreams of various creatures in search of a specific door of the creature while my mind turned to how my sister and I reacted to the information about the new creature.

We were silent for a few seconds, analyzing this information one by one. There was a deathly silence in the room, which was interrupted only by the howling of a light night wind outside the window. I don't know what my dear sister was thinking at the moment, but my thoughts were focused on a number of issues. How dangerous is he? Is he going to hurt the pony? If so, how dangerous can he be?

My thoughts were interrupted by Tia who said: "I think that before you do something about it, you need to learn more about it."

"Let me guess, do you want me to try to get into his dream again?" I asked, assuming such a request.

Tia slightly grinned in response to my guess and replied with a nod: "Yes, exactly, and if I manage to talk to him."

"Of course, to talk and find out where he is. And then catch it to protect the pony from possible danger. It's all clear, Sister." I said as I was about to leave the room.

But I was stopped by Tia, who was surprised by my conclusions and said: "No, Lulu, no. I'd rather you try to talk to him and negotiate."

"Why?" I asked in a confused voice. Why negotiate with him if you can just grab? Throughout Equus, there are at most a dozen creatures capable of resisting the power of the Alicorns. And it is unlikely that this creature is included in this list.

My sister looked away slightly to the side and quietly replied: "I have a hunch that it's like an unstable spell. I know I haven't even seen him in person, but listen to me, Sister. I feel that if you put too much pressure on it or, on the contrary, do not put pressure on it in general, it can explode like an unstable spell."

"If that happens, we will stop it quickly." I objected with an emotionless face. Of course I love my sister, but sometimes it seems to me that she relies too much on the kindness and her feelings. Sometimes you need to show rigor and cold calculation.

"And in any case, many ponies can blame us for this. Even if he hurts just one or two ponies, it will still be an event. Imagine, the princesses took control of a creature from another world and failed. " Tia replied in a firm and serious tone.

" Then we'll just hold him tight until we're sure he's safe for our subjects," I retorted, starting to get a little annoyed. Why can't you just agree with me?

"Lulu, we won't be able to physically monitor him every moment. It's better to have a friend than a possible enemy." Tia replied at the end with a little smile. I opened my mouth to say something, but no answer came out.

I took a deep breath and reluctantly said with a nod, "Okay, I'll try to get into his dream again and talk. But if it turns out that he is a danger to our ponies, we will proceed with my plan of action. "

" I'm not asking for more. " Tia replied with a smile before coming up to me and hugging me. At first I was confused, but after a few moments I sighed contentedly with my eyes closed and hugged my sister back.

"We . . . I love you, sister." I said, correcting myself a little.

"And I love you, Lulu." Tia replied, hugging me a little tighter.

I finished remembering when I felt the tension start coming from one of the doors. I pulled her to me in the hope that it would be at the creature's door, but alas, it has been just another door to pony's dream. Before entering the door, I thought.

The routine begins again.

POV Daniel

It's been a few days since I first tried to make a rune. Larger and larger groups of wolves are approaching the castle more and more often, and my right hand has not yet healed completely. I can control my magic better now, but small runes remain unattainable for me. And also during this time I have increased my limit of consecutive runes from five to eight. After the eighth rune, a very strong exhaustion begins. Speaking of exhaustion, do you know that feeling when you wake up and feel exhausted? I am experiencing it right now after yesterday I once again practiced making runes until I fall from exhaustion. Now I'm lying on my coat and trying to restrain the desire to fall asleep from exhaustion. After a while, with great difficulty, I was able to get up.

I get up and decide to continue planning the plan to destroy the wooden wolves. I walk over to the folded sheets of parchment with a map of the forest drawn on them. The map is not too detailed, but it shows a river, a swamp, several caves and a castle in which I am. There are crosses drawn on the map that indicate the places where I was looking for the main cave of the pack with which I am now at enmity. Looking at the map, I understand that taking into account the distance between each cross, the cave is located in the south about a mile from the castle.

I can't just go to the cave with my condition and hope to win. But I'm perfection! No one can compare with me! Fuck these thoughts again. Where was I? Oh, yeah. Today I will just find food and relax in the castle, I hope at least today there will not be a sudden problem besides my mental health.

I leave the library and head for the exit through the throne room. As I walk through the throne room, I begin to feel a strong desire to destroy him.

This hall, like any other example of non-perfection, must be destroyed! These thoughts are very difficult to ignore. The main thing to remember is that any difficulty is a test on the way to perfection.

I cope with the urge to destroy the castle hall and go outside. I don't even have time to go to the bridge when I see a group of five wooden wolves at the other end of the bridge. I start forming two runes with arrows in my hands. Before letting them go, one thought flashes through my head.

Routine is also a kind of test.

POV Abdomen

A report for Queen Chrysalis.

From the Scout Abdomen

The creature- . . .

I ran into problems writing a report to the queen already at this stage. This creature is almost always silent and when it speaks, it swears or evaluates the situation. I didn't get any information about the creature other than its very strange form of magic. Instead of using magic passively like Earth ponies or using it actively through the horn like unicorns, the creature uses strange signs of magical nature for attacking spells, but at the same time shows high physical strength only slightly inferior to Earth ponies. And although this is useful information, it will not help in any way to make him an ally of changelings.

I put the pencil and the unfinished letter in my bag and decide to observe the creature again. I spread my wings and fly to the place of residence of the creature - the Castle of Two Sisters.

When I fly up to the castle, I sit on a tree and take the form of a squirrel. I look at the bridge and see that the creature has prepared its signs and there are six Timberwolves in front of it on the other side of the bridge.

Although this creature gives little information, it is interesting to watch it. I've never seen this creature fight on a bridge I wonder what will happen.

The creature fired two arrows and destroyed the shell of two Timberwolves, which forced the others to turn their attention to the creature. It began to run across the bridge, spreading its front paws to the sides. While the first victims began to recover, the rest moved out in a line across the bridge. When the syringe and the creature got closer, the first in the line tried to jump, but his hind leg was torn off by an ordinary arrow. While Timberwolf was stunned, the creature threw him off the bridge with a back paw on the side of his stomach. When the wolf was in flight, the creature shot an arrow at him, which instead of piercing the wolf bounced off him and hit the second in a row, which knocked him off the bridge.

When the last wolf remained on the bridge, he hastily retreated to his already restored brethren. The creature ran towards the wolves as before with its front paws spread out. As soon as the creature sets foot on the ground, all the Timberwolves tried to attack it at the same time. It reacted quickly by taking the nearest wolf and using it as a human shield. When all attacks were blocked, the creature threw its makeshift shield into the abyss.

Knowing him, it will now wait for a good moment to attack. It's even a little sad that the battle is not over, but it's already clear how it will act.

To my surprise, the creature got on all fours and began to attack with amazing speed, repeating the movements of the wolves. The very appearance of the creature has changed slightly. The creature's small mouth widened and opened wide enough to bite off Timberwolf's head. His veins took on a gray color and small black lights periodically began to appear on his skin, burning through the creature. Due to a complete change of style and an increase in speed, the Timberwolves did not have time to do anything. The first wolf was quickly torn in two and its core was eaten. The second was not so lucky. His limbs were slowly and painfully torn from his body after which his head was eaten. The worst thing for the wolf was that he was alive throughout the whole process. And only when his head was chewed, the creature found and ate the core, giving the last wolf the embrace of death.

I never thought that I would feel sorry for Timberwolves, but this creature showed the absolute purest cruelty. It should be our main weapon against Equestria.

When the creature finished its fight, it tried to get up on her hind legs, but it started growling, hitting itself on the head and spinning. After a couple of minutes, the creature returned to its normal state except for a lot of small bleeding holes in the body. The creature knelt down and began to shake in pain. Throughout the time it was kneeling, the creature was quietly saying, "Never again, never again."

After a few minutes, the creature began tearing off pieces of clothing and bandaging its wounds. When the creature finished dressing the wounds, it got up unsteadily and began to slowly waddle towards the river.

And here my routine continues.