Update:This is a pre-S3 story so around more or less season 2 and maybe the first three/four episodes of MLP-S3 Universe Sorry for not updating… will get to it and hope you enjoy it

Gilda, never expected to ever take care of something and fragile as a filly, mostly because she a griffon for starters. Secondly she's 'young' and a risktaker, though it was just a joke of the whimsical gods, that she were to find some-one like herself.

She was no stranger to pain, she was no stranger of being unnoticed, Scootaloo was just tired of it all. Alone, though not alone. She had friends that meant the world to her, but her friends also had places to call 'home'. She had a mother, though she might as well been dead and her father was just something she missed dearly. At the age where flight should be easy, she's unable to glide much less fly: she knew her dream of being the next Rainbow Dash might as well be an illusion of grandeur.

She meets somebody, a creature and a shallow demon, Gilda the Griffon.

A creature that had nothing respectable, but she was once RD's best friend from Flight Camp. She expected to meet a monster, somebody who would tear her to pieces, though what she heard wasn't as close as the truth could become. The Griffon was amazing, irritable yes, there was no deny that but it was almost like being with her idol. Almost. Nobody would be greater than RD, yet she became not just an idol but a new sister.

AN Hello! this is my first fic… I hope you can enjoy it :)