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> A form flew several hooves above the steep path above.

> It made its way down in a graceful, almost showy, manner.

> She did, it clearly was a mare.

> She had a pink coat, a dulled pink with a dark unnatural aura around her. It flowed from her body, barely visible in the air.

> Her wings looked to be of a bat, and her body was tall and slender. Like an alicorn.

> As she grew closer Apple Bloom could make out little details. The fangs she sported on her face. The the feathers that topped her leathery thin her wings.

> She did look scary.

> The Mare in the Mountain flew before them. It took mere seconds but felt like a lifetime to the young Apple Bloom.

> Butterflies were in her stomach. She felt excitement and a little fear.

> Part of her wanted just to run right then and there.

> But the sounds of her friends enthusiasm kept her grounded.