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> She looks pretty badass and agressive,almost like we were talking about a different character. Pic related changes a clown character into something that shouldn't have known this territory, yet you are glad they have stepped into the /end/.
> Princess Cadence mane danced in the air as she swooped silently through the sky.
> She cast her gaze below, the small glows of yellow from the houses below.
> She was getting close to Ponyville, the small village below was a landmark to her on her ever increasing visits to the town.
> She smiled to herself. It was a smile that was both cocky and a little bitter.
> Sure, she was a little bitter.
> Sure, she was a little lonely.
> She couldn't really blame anypony of what she was. What she had become.
> She twirled in the air as she tried to get her mind off of such negative thoughts. She had a feast tonight.
> Cadence watched the ground below her spin in her gaze, only a few small clusters of buildings in her view. The outskirts of the village she was over.
> Just as she was drifting off into her own thoughts, she felt the gaze of somepony upon her.
> It was probably a farm pony in the fields she mused, up late tending to one chore or another.
> It wasn't anything that she feared would blow her cover, she was flying too high and had cast a passive disinterest spell. A spell that caused anyone who gazed upon her to not give a second thought.
> A spell that had come into use far too often lately.
> She could since that pony's gaze upon her, even as she grew further away.
> Her magic was always on like that now. Passively reaching out to all who looked upon her.
> At least when she was like this.
> She could feel anypony who even so much as shot a glance at her. She could feel her magic reach out to them. Ready to make them love her.
> She was the Princess of Love after all. It wasn't just the romantic kind either. She could make them her lover or love her like she was their dear mother.
> Though she had hardly used such abilities, she had found the temptation creeping into her mind more and more lately.
> Though everytime she thought it out she wasn't sure what she would do next.
> Did she want to know?
> 'Calm down Cadence, you can't entertain such things. What would everypony else think of you?'
> ...what would everypony else think of her?
> Cadence resisted the urge to bite her lip, something she did often when she was nervous or stressed; last time she had drawn blood.
> The fangs that she felt in her mouth still didn't feel anything close to normal. Even if she had them the past several months.
> Still, part of her couldn't deny that she liked them. Sure she had hated them at first, but they had grown on her.
> Her form had grown on her, hadn't it?
> A ironic chuckle died in her mouth. Weather it was because of the air hitting her face or her just not feeling in a laughing mood she wasn't sure.
> Her leathery bat like wings unfolded as she went into a glide. These wings were far more aerodynamically efficient then her old ailcorn ones.
> She had to admit that the faded yellows and gray tones looked better on her then she expected.
> At least with how she looked at the moment.
> Cadence licked her lisps as she saw a certain barn house in the distance, Sweet Apple Arches.
> She couldn't really think anymore, it was time to feast.
> Sweet Apple Arches had the best apples. It was perfect, she would swoop in and eat a few apples (though a "few" had become ever broader lately) then spend the night sleeping in on of the trees in the more remote areas of the farm.
> She would awake, refreshed and a normal mare once more. Ready to pay a surprised though now almost monthly visit to her favorite sister in law.
> And Twilight would be none the wiser...
Had to make something bat related. I honestly may exampand this later, though now it is another brain fart