*“Pardon me.” *

Discord’s sore eyes blinked slowly before he glanced towards the voice. His tired and sullen expression didn’t change when he saw the two bucks standing beside him, smiling cheerfully in the dim morning light.

“Couldn’t help but notice yah layin’ there,” The bigger and older of the two greeted him in a thick accent, “and we were wonderin’ if you’d like to join us.”

Discord’s eyebrows furrowed together and he puffed an heavy breath out of his nose, making a large cloud of thin, white mist.

*“We’re just goin’ down there, to the lake.” The perky buck nodded towards a large clearing off in the distance. *

“It’s the best spot for ice fishin’ ya know!” The younger deer added enthusiastically, gripping his rod and readjusting it over his shoulder.

*“So what’d’yah say?” *

The draconequus said nothing. He just stared at them.

“Well if yah change your mind, you know where to find us.” The big buck stated before giving Discord a playful but powerful punch on the shoulder and trotting off down the snowy slope with his companion.

*The two slid and cantered their way down the hillside with a skip in their step. *

“Think we can catch any trout today?” The older of the two asked the other.

*“Eh, we caught something a bit bigger yet, Bog. Looky here.” *

Peering over his shoulder, the beefy buck grinned at the smaller cervidae who was walking beside the familiar creature with a long body and mismatch limbs, moving at a languid pace. The two slowed their stride in order to accommodate their guest’s sluggish state.

“I’m Toboggan, by the way. But ev’ry one calls me Bog.” He introduced himself as he made his way towards the lake by Discord’s side. “And this is my little cousin, Far Foot.”

Discord just stared at the frozen ground and he pushed his way through the thickening height of snow towards the bottom of the hill.

“Not much of a talker, eh?” Bog asked with one eyebrow raised facetiously. “Not a problem, just as long as yah don’t mind my hummin’ we’ll be right as rain today.” He let out a hearty laugh and hopped over a sizable snow drift in his path.

The trio made their way down to the shore line and paused before setting foot on the ice. Far foot surveyed the frozen lake, deep in concentration.

*“Discord.” *

The two turned around at the beast seated just before the treeline. He looked up at them, ears back and jaw clenched. His voice was dry and raspy. “My name is Discord.”

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Whoa would you look at that I made an art.

The concept of Discord being found in the vast wilderness of the politest country in my MLP world would not leave my brain today so I had to make it real. 
Toboggan and Far Foot are two cousins who live with their very big family in a gigantic cabin in the far north of Canadursa. They are also way too happy and lively in this scene because it's about three in the morning. Weirdos. 
 Discord, the poor old draconequus, has been doing nothing but crying and grieving for Fluttershy, who passed away about two weeks ago. He's been laying in that one spot not far from the lake for about four days. He's currently freezing, exhausted, sleep deprived, dehydrated, and very hungry. Being a legendary beast of chaos it would take several months for something like dehydration to kill him, but that doesn't mean he's not still weak. 
Worry not poor baby Discord, after a few hours of ice fishing Bog and Far Foot will usher him back to their house where the whole family will dote over him and make sure he's fed, warm, and has somewhere to sleep. 

I personally love the Discord story a lot. I plan on uploading another image or two similar to this one later on. Hopefully tomorrow, if not Wednesday.