The Equestria Games

Us ponies have lived many years, under reign by the tyranny of the capitol. A nation against itself, divided into 13 districts. I am Heather Fostwood, a pony from district 12, I live with my mother, StarBlink Fostwood and my little sister, Tizzy Fostwood. Little Tizzy always finds trouble…everywhere, she is very mischievous. She has a light green mane with a white coat, though she does not have a cutie mark, I say it should be a lollipop, her sweetooth is overated. My mom’s coat is blue and she has a pink mane, her cutiemark is a star. And me? I have Red Highlights a white coat and a bow as a cutie mark.

Lets back up,

I got my cutiemark for archery, ive always been good at archery

Since Tizzy is not handling being a pony, me… as a Pegasus had no problems flying up and hitting the target smack in the middle.

One day when I was watching the clouds, I shot down a crow and I got my cutie mark. But what I did not understand was the 4 blue markings around the bow,  and I still don’t know yet.

Every 100 years, our president, President Snowfall hosts the annual

Equestria Games. But this is not a game, this is a bloody deathmatch with a stallion and mare from each district to fight in a all ought fight against other district representetives for the amusement of SnowFall, and to give pride to our district.

Tomorrow is the day of Grasan, the day where the district representatives are picked, sadly it’s out of a bowl.