Dawn's new day.

“So, are these my new toys?” The lumbering figure tapped at one of the bars of the cage almost playfully and with a malicious grin. The cage held two skinny, disheveled unicorns both knocked out.

“Yes my king.” The smaller figure bowed respectfully while rubbing his greasy paws together. “Bought on a remote island from a griffin trader.”

“Huff. Well hopefully they last longer than the last ones.” The king licked his lips. “I do tend to break my toys quite quickly.” He gave a deep rumbling laugh that his subordinate joined in on.

“Oh great sister, this time we were sold to a stinking yeti.” A mature female voice groaned out.

“You woke me up for that?” The other one didn’t even bother moving. “Probably just another pervert who wants a pony lover that will dump us back on the market after realizing we can’t bear them foals.”

“Silence! You are in the presence of a king!” The smaller one smacked his baton against the cage.

“Oh scary. A stinky yeti ‘king’ is still a bucking yeti.” The first mare tried to sound dignified but her malnutrition was catching up to her and it could be heard in her cracked voice.

To all three’s surprise the king began to laugh in his deep rumbling voice. “Excellent. Finally some creature with some fight left in it, perfect for the colosseum. What are your names Ponies?”

Both mares would have spat if they had saliva left.

“Well no matter.” The king turned towards his subordinate. “See that they are fed and watered before throwing them into the arena.”

“Yes my king.” The smaller one rolled the cage out of the room.

“First the small one with a broken horn and now these two. Things are really going my way.” The king plopped down onto his throne.