Fluttershy's Nature Show, Season Two

"--urn this on," answers Rainbow Dash. "That way, we can start right away when we make it up there."

"Good idea," nods Fluttershy as the camera moves from the rocks to her face. She stuffs the last of her sandwich into her mouth and wipes the crumbs from her lips. "Keep it on the straps, though. We wouldn't want to drop it all the way down."

The camera turns and looks down. They're quite a ways up a very steep cliff. "Remind me again why we have to climb this cliff instead of flying? Both of us have wings, you know. And I'm not even injured anymore."

"I know. But today's species is very territorial. And even though they know we're coming, our size and capacity for flight would set off alarms for them, and I don't want to upset them any more than I have to."

"Uh huh..."

Fluttershy pulls her legs up onto the rock she'd been sitting on and stands up. "I thought you liked rock climbing."

"I do," answers Rainbow, draping the camera over her shoulder and jostling it around a she approaches the flat of the cliff face. "I find it to be relaxing and energising all at the same time."

"How do you do both at once?" asks Fluttershy. "Aren't those contradictory?"

"Not really." As Fluttershy climbs a bit higher, the camera looks up her skirt. Once more, she has neglected to wear panties. "It's a simple activity, so it takes my mind off of everything and makes it easy to relax. And then, when I reach the top, I feel great. Ready to take on the world!"

"So why the upset at climbing this mountain?"

"I have shit to do," answers Rainbow plainly. "And flying would be faster."

"Faster, but more upsetting," agrees Fluttershy. "And we need to not upset them. They're kind of already on a watchlist for how rare they are."

"Well, I guess it's a good thing we're grabbing footage of them now," assures Rainbow. "It'd be a real shame if something happens to them and it grows too late."

Fluttershy visibly shivers. "Please don't talk about that when they're listening," she urges. "I'll add in an extra monologue about it at the end, just... don't tell them that they're conservation-dependant."

"Okay, okay... You, uh... You stuck?"

Fluttershy has stopped moving, her legs almost closed, and currently out of view of the camera. "I'm fine," she states, looking around. "I just need to find a foothold. That one looks a little far."

"Okay, here, gimme a sec..." Rainbow shakes the camera a bit, then tosses something Fluttershy's way. She catches it with ease. "Tie that to your waist. I'll catch you if you fall, so you don't have to fly."

Fluttershy ties it to her waist as instructed and stretches her foot over to the other rock, splaying out her slit and pucker, opening them both slightly before closing her legs again. "I made it. You should probably take the other side; it looks easier."

Rainbow's hair comes into view, then shuffles again. "Yeah, I was going to."

Little more is said until they reach the top of the cliff. There are a few upskirt shots of Fluttershy climbing, but it's not any more interesting than the big one. Rainbow seats herself and looks back at the cliff they were on just a few minutes ago, just fifteen metres down. They could have flown up here in less than a minute.

"Look, there it is."

The camera turns to see a very large nest, big enough for both of them to sit in. "That's huge!"

"They are quite big," nods Fluttershy. "This is the nest of a Giant Crested Harpy Eagle; scientific name: Harpiinae Hresvelgr. It's the biggest known species of eagles in the world. Large enough, in fact, that you could ride on its back."

"Why do they call it that?"

"Well, they call it giant because it's huge. Most birds don't grow nearly this large. This is one of the few species larger than a pony."

"What do they eat that makes them so big?"

"Jormungandr, mostly. That's actually a species that was recently discovered, as was this particular type of eagle. There were reports, but nothing credible until just recently. With evidentiary support being more accessible over the last few years, and not just drawings and folklore, we've noted about thirty new species in this area. Including this one."

"So, what is a your-ming-and?"

"Jormungandr are a very large variety of river serpent. It's possible that they've been mistaken for anacondas in the past by research teams, because of the mud, but about two years ago, they were found to be a different species entirely. Just a big snake in the water. But we're not here to talk about that."

There's a screech, followed by a strong gust of wind as an exceptionally large bird lands at the edge of the nest, a massive dead snake in its talons. Each claw is the length of Fluttershy's forearm from elbow to wrist, or would be if they weren't curled up. Its wings, still spread open, are the size of sails. Its chest is puffy and white, but its beak and wingtips, and even its tail, are black, though the feathers have grey stripes. It has a navy blue rhamphotheca and bright yellow feet.

"There she is, now," smiles Fluttershy, waving Rainbow closer. "Come on."

The camera moves closer as the bird tucks the snake aside, trilling at Fluttershy. She squawks and tilts her head to the side, then back upright.

"Oh, I see. I hope that's not going to be a problem."

"What is?" asks Rainbow. "Is there something I should know?"

Fluttershy turns back to the camera. "It's nothing too serious. We scheduled this out, and she was expecting to be done with something by now. It's just taking a bit longer than what was expected, that's all."

"Oh. Sounds like it's not a problem, then. Unless it's going to interfere with filming?"

"It might," sighs Fluttershy. "She was supposed to have laid her eggs before we arrived. As of now, she's still carrying them. They're late, but not outside of the timeframe where they're late enough to be a danger to her. For now, it's not a big problem, but it does mean we might be in for some complications..."