Crystal POV

It was the afternoon of the second day I travelled with Zitrus and Blueberry now and like I assumed it was fun. I missed to have a sister by my side. Even though Blueberry was… strange. Not in a too negative way I mean, she was just… strange.

For starters she barely showed any emotions. She always had this neutral face. She could have been angry or happy at that moment, I wouldn’t have known.

The other thing is that she kind of lost her magical powers. She was untrained in flying and knew no other but her gifted spell, to turn herself or others invisible.

I mean the flying part I understood. She wasn’t flying since the death of the Goddess and wings are not just made out only of feathers. They also have muscles which become weak if not regularly used. But how can you forget spells!?

I had been speechless when Blueberry told me that she couldn’t cast magic anymore because she did not remember how to do so. But, of course, as a good sister I was, I had offered help. Now I tried to teach her magic again. It was a slow process soI had to start with the levitation spell, the most basic spell of all. But so far, she was only able to lift a single rock…

Zitrus on the other hoof was more entertaining. He did not only show his emotions, but I was also able to enter his mind. Read what he was thinking. But he started to get the hang out of it, since two times he had been able to tell I was entering his head. But for now, he was still far from shutting me out.

Beside of that part, I liked to mock him a bit. Making sexy poses, touching him seductively or saying some desiring things. Even now, I walked next to him, and I let my long alicorn tail brush along his side. He made an avoiding step away from me, bumping into Blueberry who was walking on his other side. I snickered while I watched that spectacle.

Blueberry was firstly surprised, suddenly feeling Zitrus next to her, but when she saw my smirking face she just sighed.

“Are you always like this, Crystal? Seducing ponies like that?”, she asked.

“Hey, you cannot deny that Zitrus is not a bad looking stallion”, I said. I looked at the mentioned stallion and gave him some wink-wink eyes. Zitrus blushed a bit with a scrunched muzzle and looked away.

“This does not answer my question”, Blueberry said, ignoring my actions.

I rolled my eyes. Party pooper. “Yes, I do like to seduce other ponies too. If they are halfway good looking and have interests, then why not?”

Both, Blueberry and Zitrus, looked at me surprised. I did not exactly know why.

“An alicorn sleeping with regular ponies?”, Zitrus meant.

“Well of course”, I said. “I was trying to find a way to get foals and as we all know, you need a mating partner for this. And also, on the end, a mare has mare needs.”

Blueberry and Zitrus shared each other a look.

“So your “project” was to go around the wasteland and sleep with stallions?”, Blueberry asked.

I don’t know why but the tone (even though it was the same neutral one like she always used) and words she used made me annoyed. “Well imagine, I can’t just fuck one mate, like a normal pony, during my heat season and I get pregnant from it. I must find the way what the correct “formula” is. And that involved making test rounds. But fucking shit nothing worked. So, I had AND have to try again. But LUCKILY, I don’t mind to have some fun time with a stallion OR mare. But that does not mean I just fuck now with every pony I come across. I still can pick who I want to spend the time together. As long it makes fun in the end, where should be the problem?”, I said with a really pissed voice. Blueberry and Zitrus seemed to notice that they asked the wrong thing and no pony in the group said anything for a while.

I looked at my surroundings. The desert was gone and replaced by some first grass. It was also going uphill which should not be surprising because we are heading for a mountain group. Zitrus once had said that we must cross these mountains. I always had them right in front of me. But it was only now I started to realise what goal we had. Close up they looked even taller than before. Like real tall. They even had snow on the tops. And it still was early autumn!

“We have to go over there?!”

Having wings is amazing. I was able to fly up or down any gap or travel in higher speeds. Need to get down a wall with no path? Just fly down. Need to get that wall up again? Well, to be fair flying up is way more exhausting but still, easy compared to climbing. Or in this case hiking! I didn’t dislike walking, I didn’t even dislike hiking, but we have been doing it since the whole day and we were only going uphill. And it started to get fucking tiring!

I gave a look at Zitrus who was walking in front of me. I suddenly had more respect for him. Not only was he not able to use wings at all since he was an earth pony, but also was he the one carrying the saddlebag with all the shit in it, like food, water or his tent.

We camped the night on the foot of the mountain to leave early in the morning. Me and Blueberry had been sleeping under the night sky and Zitrus used his tent. But he had said that we should look for another tent and blankets since summer would be soon over and the nights would get colder.

ut back to the wing problem. I recommended that we fly over this mountain group but two problems on that. First and biggest, one is that Blueberries wings suffered from disuse and therefore she was not able to fly a long time. For the rare moments we did it, it was me carrying Zitrus (Also, yes, I teased him while I carried him) and even then, it was only a short distance.

Second problem was that Zitrus said that there could come a snowstorm higher up. These mountains were famous to have a cold and snowy weather even in autumn. And blizzards are not so rare. I did not believe him. Sure, it had clouds but it was windless right now and no sight of…

Something cold fell on top of my snout. I blinked and looked up.

“Snow!”, I yelled happily. I loved snow! It was only some tiny flakes, and the ground was still green but still.

Zitrus on the other hoof seemed concerned. “Already? I didn’t expect it to snow so early. Last time it was much later.”

“You have already been here?”, asked him Blueberry.

Zitrus nodded. “Indeed. I know further up is a cabin which gives us a shelter for the night. And it is better if we reach it sooner than later. Or else we will get trapped in the storm.”

“Oh come on. These little flakes are not even worth being called a storm” I said.

“They aren’t but it will only get worse. And camping here is not really an option. Except you two like to spend the night in a white blanket”, Zitrus just said.

I was not happy to continue with the hiking, but Zitrus already started moving again with Blueberry following him. I sighed and went forward too. Party pooper.

But that was simpler said than done because soon after the whole landscape became foggy, and the grass turned into snow. I was so excited that I jumped in the snow, rolling in it like a dog and threw it towards my sister. I hit her on the chest. She blinked, before making a snowball too and threw it in my direction. She missed by a lot and even though she was not making any expressions I still knew that she liked it too.

Zitrus was less excited about it. “Stop it, Crystal. We have to move. Don’t you see the weather is turning?”

I looked around. Yes, the snowfall became thicker and like I said it was foggy now. But I still could see that dead tree not so far away from us. There was nothing we had to be concerned about.

“You mean there will be more snow coming? Because I would like that”, I told Zitrus and sticked my tongue out in a playful smirk. He on the other hoof got only more annoyed by it.

“This is not a game, Crystal. The cottage is not far but if we continue to move in this speed we will not arrive today. And spending one night in a snowstorm is pretty lethal”, he told me.

I looked at my sister. Her expression was neutral like always. I tried to read her mind, but she shut me out again. I gave a defeated sigh and started moving again. Party poopers, both of them.

We walked for hours without rest. Or at least it felt like hours. First, I have been annoyed not to be allowed to play in the snow. Then I have been annoyed by the snow. The snowflakes from the beginning turned into snowballs. All falling from the sky in an infinity arsenal.

Zitrus was leading us through the snow and making a walkable path. The snow was now so high that it was going up to my knee! Blueberry was walking in the middle and me on the very end which gave me the easiest position. But it still was fucking exhausting.

But not only the snow turned into a problem, it was also this strong wind. Blowing right into my face and against the direction I walked. I felt like I moved against a wall. And this cold! I hated cold! I still had my summer fur, and this coldness was going right trough my skin and into my bones. Every step felt like I was moving a frozen limp.

I was tired and wanted to rest. Wanted to go back into the dessert.

Fuck the landscape filled with nothingness. It is not like I can see more shit here!

I thought and gave a look at my surroundings. It was foggy. I could barely see anything anymore. I could barely see Blueberry and Zitrus walking in front of me. And they were not even ten steps away! But there was also something else. We walked past a tree. The same tree I have seen some hours ago.

It was the same tree we were walking past some hours ago!

“We have been walking in a circle!”, I yelled.

Author's Note

This chapter is the perfect example for me to say that my story is a rather fast one. While you could write out a sutituation like this way better, I do not. And that has two reasons.

First one: I like to have the speed in the story. I could write it better with longer texts, explaining every detail, give more of the surrounding view, explaining the feelings of the characters better, making the chapters 5’000 words long. Possible, but of course it COULD make the story better and more interesting (very likely) but also slower to read.

Oh and second reason: I am too lazy. This story I write for fun and I enjoy it a lot. But of course, it also takes time. If I would write it, like I said in point one, it would take a lot lot longer. And I just don’t feel up to it.

So, the story is not like, for example, I book would be. But I do not plan to make it a book. If it still can be enjoyed, that is good enough for me.