Savage POV

In the realm where darkness looms,
A faction rises, Unity consumes.
Led by The Goddess, they do obey,
Alicorns' might in shades of astral play.

Oh, Unity! We kneel before your might,
Bathed in reverence, shadows taking flight.
The Goddess, our deity, supreme and grand,
With Impelled Metamorphosis Potion at her command.

Blue alicorns cloak in stealth's embrace,
Invisible whispers, secrets they chase.
Green alicorns weave minds with their art,
Telepathic tendrils connecting heart to heart.

Purple alicorns, masters of space,
Teleporting swift, leaving foes to chase.
Their magic potent, swift in their flight,
Carrying the will of The Goddess, shining bright.

Oh, hail The Goddess, her power profound,
In her presence, darkness is unbound.
Her enemies tremble, despair in their wake,
For they shall falter, their fate at stake.

The Unity's worship, unwavering and strong,
In unity we stand, forever belong.
We despise those who dare to defy,
Their feeble resistance shall crumble and die.

In her name, we strike with relentless might,
For The Goddess, our beacon, eternal light.
Through the wasteland, her glory shall reign,
The Unity's triumph, an unending refrain.

Oh, Unity! We worship, we obey,
In your name, we march, our loyalty display.
With The Goddess as our guide, we shall thrive,
Together as one, forever we shall strive.

We jolted upright, our heart was racing and our body was soaked in sweat. In a panic, we surveyed our surroundings. It was dark and chilly. We realized we were still in the old hut...

"Sisters!" raced through our mind.

And there they were. Not far away, three ponies lay peacefully asleep. In the middle was Blueberry, and to her left was Crystal. They shared a tent, using it as a large blanket. To the right was Zitrus, also asleep. He was only partially covered by the tent-blanket, but Blueberry had her wing draped over him, providing warmth and protection. He still had the trust of our sisters...

A cold wind swept through the hut. The fire in the cooking plate must have burned out.

We stood up, trying to focus. We needed to find a way to get rid of this stallion while we still had the chance. But how?

Simply killing him would make our sisters believe that we were the evil one. We had to be more discreet. We could teleport him out of the cottage, but had to ensure that Blueberry wouldn't wake up during the process. Once outside, we could eliminate him silently and make it appear to be an accident.

Perhaps we could tell them that he needed to relieve himself, and then a large branch fell from a tree, hitting him fatally? No, that would be too obvious. Our sisters would become suspicious.

Another idea came to mind. We could fabricate a story of raiders passing through the area. They could have encountered Zitrus outside and murdered him. Yes, that could work. We could even search for another pony to blame for our deeds.

Even if our sisters discovered the truth and started to hate us, it would be a sacrifice we had to make. At least we saved them.

As we took a few steps towards our target, our hooves became entangled in something, nearly causing us to trip. We looked down and saw the wool blanket Zitrus had given us. We stared at it for a moment before lifting it up with our magic, we when gave it another stare.

His words echoed in our mind.

I know you don't trust or like me. But this blanket is not poisoned or anything like that. It won't harm you. I'm just offering it to you so you can keep yourself warm at night, without any ulterior motives.

We let out a sigh. We had been such a paranoid idiot, allowing a nightmare to dictate our decisions. Our plan had been stupid and evil, while all Zitrus had shown was kindness towards us and our sisters.

We brought the blanket close to our muzzle and gave it a sniff. It carried Zitrus's scent, but as he had said, it was not poisoned or anything harmful. It was not going to kill us.

Another sigh escaped our lips as we settled down, attempting to find sleep once again. The blanket enveloped us, keeping us warm throughout the night.

We had hidden behind a tree, listening to the sound of hoofsteps coming closer. Our tall body made it difficult to conceal ourselves, and we knew our opponent had spotted us. We could only hope that we would have the element of surprise on our side.

Without hesitation, we leaped out from behind the tree, hoping that our sudden movement would catch our opponent off guard. With a flick of our magic, our plan succeeded as a snowball struck Crystal's face.

In response, Crystal retaliated with a snowball of her own, using her telekinesis. However, we were prepared and swiftly blocked it with our outstretched wing.

Two weeks had passed since our nightmare in the cottage, and not much of interest had occurred after that. We had left the forest as it started to snow and our group encountered a trader along the way. Although the trader had been nervous during the exchange with Zitrus, who stood there with three alicorns in the background, Zitrus managed to trade some loot we had found in an old house for food. In that same house, we discovered a large piece of fabric, which Zitrus had divided into three blankets. Now each of us had a blanket for the night.

Although a tent and our winter fur were sufficient, having a blanket was a welcome addition. Crystal and Blueberry now took turns sleeping in Zitrus's tent. While we didn't have the same intimate nights which we shared with Crystal, we still enjoyed the companionship.

Returning to the snowball fight, it had become somewhat of a tradition between us and our sisters. After a long day of traveling, we all relished in the opportunity to spend time together, whether it was engaging in lively conversations, practicing our spells, or engaging in a game, like the snowball fight we were having now.

We gave a victorious smirk to Crystal, savoring our small triumph, when suddenly a hoof poked our shoulder. Turning our head, we found Blueberry standing there. We expected her to retaliate with a snowball, but her empty telekinesis indicated that she had a different plan in mind. Her neutral expression hinted at mischief.

With a swift kick of her hind leg against the tree we had used for cover, the tree shook vigorously. Woosh! The tree shed the accumulated snow, sending a heavy load of it directly towards us.

Caught off guard, we were engulfed in a sudden whiteout. For a brief moment, we stood there stunned, until we shook ourselves free from the snow pile. Crystal, unable to contain her amusement, was laughing so hard that she had collapsed onto the ground, while Blueberry gave us a smug grin.

Reluctantly admitting defeat, even against our own sister, we addressed Blueberry. "Nice job, sister. Although it was rather unfair of you to turn yourself invisible and sneak up on us. We had all agreed not to use magic, except for telekinesis."

"Yes, if we were able to use our magic, I would most likely be the one who never gets hit."

Crystal remarked, illustrating her point by sitting up and casting a green protective bubble shield around herself, encompassing the small area she occupied.

"I wasn't invisible. You two just need to be more aware of what's going on around you", Blueberry retorted.

Her horn glowed as she lifted a piece of snow from the ground within Crystal's bubble. Crystal could only manage a surprised expression before the snow smacked her in the face.

Now it was our turn to laugh. We watched as Crystal spat out some snow while Blueberry had a triumphant smile on her face, silently conveying the message "I've proven my point".

None of us spoke. We simply relished in the silence and the comforting presence of our sisters.

"You know, this kind of reminds me of being in a wing again", Crystal said, wearing a smile as she moved her hoof through the snow.

"This sisterhood we share, being there for each other, talking, playing... just finding happiness in each other's company. It's a bond akin to that of a wing", she continued.

Yes, we understood exactly what she meant. A wing of three alicorns... something unbreakable. We had cherished such moments in the past and reminisced about our time as a wing. It evoked a similar feeling.

"Are we not a wing?", Blueberry asked.

"Well, Savage is only here because she wants to protect us from the 'evil' Zitrus", Crystal responded, giving us a smirk.

"But then again, you seem much calmer around him now. Could it be that you're starting to trust him?"

"No!" We exclaimed.

Yes... We thought.

Crystal's smirk only grew wider.

"You know, I can read your mind", she teased.

Fuck! Yes, we knew...

"Alright, yes. We do recognize that he doesn't harbor ill intentions and he takes care of us. But that doesn't mean we have to like him. We no longer keep him on a leash, but we also don't have a friendship with him. After all, he is still a pony", we explained.

"And being a pony automatically makes him bad?", Blueberry retorted, clearly unhappy with our statement.

"Ponies used to kill our kind, dear sister", we responded, attempting to convey our reasoning.

"But even then, you're still here with us. Wasn't your plan to bring back the unity and make alicorns great again? Aren't you going to leave now that you know Zitrus is our friend and won't harm us?", Crystal questioned.

Yes, before we joined our two sisters here, we had different plans. Those plans still exist. We had simply stumbled upon the group of two alicorns and one stallion, assumed the worst, and flew by. Now that we know we were mistaken and the mistrust towards Zitrus has dissipated, we are still here.

"We still hold onto our plan of elevating the alicorns, fulfilling the will of the goddess. However, we have also grown to enjoy your company. We longed to be part of a wing again. We haven't left thus far because we have found happiness here with you."

"So, we are a wing?", Crystal asked, her eyes filled with hope as she looked at Blueberry.

Blueberry took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding.

"I feel the bond too, yes. I've never been in a wing before, but if this is what it's like, then it's exactly what I imagined. I love you, sisters, and I don't want to give up on each other. In my opinion, we are a wing."

A wide smile spread across Crystal's face, and we could almost hear a delighted "squee" sound. She then lunged forward, wrapping us all in a tight hug.

Both Blueberry and ourself were initially taken aback, too surprised to respond. But then we embraced the hug, returning the affection. A smile of pure happiness formed on our face.

Author's Note

Do you remember how i said, it might not be a dream? I lied.
A huge thanks to Eclipse who wrote the poem on the beginning of the chapter.