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I did not draw this, I colored it! This lovely drawing belongs to the lovely ~Earthsong9405 Below I've included the short writing she did with this art piece

Be sure the fav the original art here! [link]

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I wish Angel bunny was here.

"Muugh..."

I really really REALLY wish he was here. He'd know what to do... but, he's back in Ponyville and I'm... I don't even know where I am anymore. Um... I don't think I care, though... only a little bit... slightly? Ok, um... no... I don't care where I am at all. So long as it's away from those...those...

Oh my, I can hear them out there. Not even the rain drowns out their scary groaning and moaning, and the smell of... decay carries to me. I know I'm whimpering in fear; I feel my chest heaving with each sound made, but... b-but I can't curl up now.

'Okay... O-o-okay... um, I need to...' I need to get out of here first chance I'm allowed. I can't do it in the rain; even Dashie wouldn't attempt flying in this storm unless it was important. Um... maybe this is important, though...

'I can't fly now. Not with these wounds.'

It wasn't an excuse to stay grounded, really... o-ok, m-maybe it was. But it's for a good reason, right? I have deep claw wounds in both my arms. I'm almost sure I'm covered in bruises and scrapes too... that... that monster pony tackled me pretty hard.

A shiver ran down my spine, and I bite back a whimper.

I-I still remember lifeless eyes, blood-curdling screaming as the really fast one tackled me to the ground. How scared I was when his nails dug into my arms (they were so sharp, I thought they were claws), his howling bringing more of the monster ponies. I got away without him biting me. He couldn't bite me anyway. I kicked him in the face pretty hard before I flew off...

And even with that knowledge it does little to quell my growing anxiousity. My heart beats faster against my ribs and I know I'm breathing fast. Oh my... I-I think I'm breathing too fast...

A little squeek stops me from the beginnings of a... a panic attack.

I can recognize a squeek from some of my rodent animal friends, so I don't startle or jump. I look down at the adorable rat looking back at me with red eyes, a wilting flower in his mouth. He squeeks again and scurries up to me, holding out the little flower insistantly.

"I... f-for me?" I keep my voice in a low whisper; I don't want to be found...

But my little friend squeeks again and continues to hold out the flower. He... he really went out to get it for me? With those monster ponies out there?

Oh my...

He's so small, so helpless against the much bigger monster-ponies, but he still went out to get me a flower to cheer me up. I... just don't know what to say. Um... actually, I kind of do.

"Thank you..." I say, feeling... um... I guess inspired is the word I want. My breathing still comes fast, but not dangerously so. My heart slowly calms down. The burning ache in my wounds remain as bad as before, but it doesn't bother me as much right now. Oh my, I think I'm smiling.

"Would you... I mean, if it's okay, that is... would you want to come with me to the city? I-I think I can keep us safe... a-and I have a good friend there. Maybe she'll know what to do?"

His bout of bravery had sparked my memory; I came to this city along with Rarity to cheer her on at the unveil of her latest designs. If there's any pony who would know what to do, it's her.

My little rat friend squeeks at me again and scurries up my shoulder, careful of my injury, and perches on my head. I, um, I guess that's a yes.

"T-thank you. We should go now, then."

I think I can hear some of those monster ponies coming closer to where I hid. I look to the sky, rain still falling.

Yes, Dashie wouldn't brave this sort of storm unless it was important. I think this would be considered important, though...

With a shaking breath and even shakier legs, I stand from my spot, thankful the roof is gone; I can just fly off without having to actually walk out.

I experimentally flap my wings and I spread my stance instinctively, preparing to take off into the pounding rain's domain.

"Well... h-here goes nothing..."

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I had so much fun coloring this! I really enjoyed it! And hope to do it again soon!

Lineart (c) ~Earthsong9405
Color (c) *VictoriaST
Character (c) Hasbro

Description
I did not draw this, I colored it! This lovely drawing belongs to the lovely ~Earthsong9405 Below I've included the short writing she did with this art piece

Be sure the fav the original art here! [link]

~~~~~~~~~~~

I wish Angel bunny was here.

"Muugh..."

I really really REALLY wish he was here. He'd know what to do... but, he's back in Ponyville and I'm... I don't even know where I am anymore. Um... I don't think I care, though... only a little bit... slightly? Ok, um... no... I don't care where I am at all. So long as it's away from those...those...

Oh my, I can hear them out there. Not even the rain drowns out their scary groaning and moaning, and the smell of... decay carries to me. I know I'm whimpering in fear; I feel my chest heaving with each sound made, but... b-but I can't curl up now.

'Okay... O-o-okay... um, I need to...' I need to get out of here first chance I'm allowed. I can't do it in the rain; even Dashie wouldn't attempt flying in this storm unless it was important. Um... maybe this is important, though...

'I can't fly now. Not with these wounds.'

It wasn't an excuse to stay grounded, really... o-ok, m-maybe it was. But it's for a good reason, right? I have deep claw wounds in both my arms. I'm almost sure I'm covered in bruises and scrapes too... that... that monster pony tackled me pretty hard.

A shiver ran down my spine, and I bite back a whimper.

I-I still remember lifeless eyes, blood-curdling screaming as the really fast one tackled me to the ground. How scared I was when his nails dug into my arms (they were so sharp, I thought they were claws), his howling bringing more of the monster ponies. I got away without him biting me. He couldn't bite me anyway. I kicked him in the face pretty hard before I flew off...

And even with that knowledge it does little to quell my growing anxiousity. My heart beats faster against my ribs and I know I'm breathing fast. Oh my... I-I think I'm breathing too fast...

A little squeek stops me from the beginnings of a... a panic attack.

I can recognize a squeek from some of my rodent animal friends, so I don't startle or jump. I look down at the adorable rat looking back at me with red eyes, a wilting flower in his mouth. He squeeks again and scurries up to me, holding out the little flower insistantly.

"I... f-for me?" I keep my voice in a low whisper; I don't want to be found...

But my little friend squeeks again and continues to hold out the flower. He... he really went out to get it for me? With those monster ponies out there?

Oh my...

He's so small, so helpless against the much bigger monster-ponies, but he still went out to get me a flower to cheer me up. I... just don't know what to say. Um... actually, I kind of do.

"Thank you..." I say, feeling... um... I guess inspired is the word I want. My breathing still comes fast, but not dangerously so. My heart slowly calms down. The burning ache in my wounds remain as bad as before, but it doesn't bother me as much right now. Oh my, I think I'm smiling.

"Would you... I mean, if it's okay, that is... would you want to come with me to the city? I-I think I can keep us safe... a-and I have a good friend there. Maybe she'll know what to do?"

His bout of bravery had sparked my memory; I came to this city along with Rarity to cheer her on at the unveil of her latest designs. If there's any pony who would know what to do, it's her.

My little rat friend squeeks at me again and scurries up my shoulder, careful of my injury, and perches on my head. I, um, I guess that's a yes.

"T-thank you. We should go now, then."

I think I can hear some of those monster ponies coming closer to where I hid. I look to the sky, rain still falling.

Yes, Dashie wouldn't brave this sort of storm unless it was important. I think this would be considered important, though...

With a shaking breath and even shakier legs, I stand from my spot, thankful the roof is gone; I can just fly off without having to actually walk out.

I experimentally flap my wings and I spread my stance instinctively, preparing to take off into the pounding rain's domain.

"Well... h-here goes nothing..."

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I had so much fun coloring this! I really enjoyed it! And hope to do it again soon!

Lineart (c) ~Earthsong9405
Color (c) *VictoriaST
Character (c) Hasbro