“drinks and Explanations…
 
 
It took quite a while to find the strange creature’s actual lair, Scootaloo wasn’t sure if she would even be able to find her at all, but with some effort she found the grove in which she’d previously crashed. The tree’s were dense and strongly blocked out the sunlight, save for a few beams here and there that broke through to illuminate the shroud of shadows.
 
And there…at the center of this grove lay that creature…she was dozing lightly in the sunlight near a stump. Her hair strewn about this way and that, like she didn’t care about it’s condition, Scootaloo sucked in her breath and flipped her hair up, trying to look confidant, before stepping carefully into the glade. The creature’s eyes naturally snapped open and locked gazes with the foal. An icy stare of curiosity, it’s predatory slits staring into scootaloo’s oval eyes like they were infinite bowls of blackness…
 
Silence took over as they stared, an scootaloo feared she might have somehow offended the being with her entrance. From her saddle backs she produced two cups and set them on the stump’s surface, before also procuring a pitcher of juice and some Hayseed crackers. it had been a second defense if things turned hostile. She set the items down and then backed up several paces before laying down and yet again connecting the gaze that had never left her.
 
Yet again silence met them… For a while scootaloo said nothing,but eventually she gestured to the being with a hoof,
 
“I uh…I’m sorry if I’m intruding…but ever since I met you previously, I’ve had questions flying around my head as to…to..” she found her words failed her and she fell silent again… the wind gently swept through the trees and brushed her mane.
 
“Chrysalis…” Scootaloo blinked and looked back at the creature, who now had sat up and was stretching her feet out like a cat would, her large thin membrane wings lifting to their height and popping softly.
 
“Der…what?” the creature used magic to gently lift the pitcher and pour her self a glass of the grape juice before setting it down and laying back down, closer to the stump and the foal.
 
“My name, it’s Chrysalis, former queen of….things I no longer have, and ruler of me, myself, and I.” she closed her eyes drolly and took a sip of the drink before letting it casually float in front of her chest,setting her half opened eyes on the foal.
 
“And who if I may ask, are you foal?” Scootaloo found Chrysalis voice to be soft, gentle and yet quite firm, like she could gain a crowds attention merely by whispering.
 
“Oh..um I’m Scootaloo, uh…queen of being …awesome..and ruler of…the cutie mark crusader’s clubhouse…” The foal flipped her ears back, it sounded so lame when she said it, and she expected a snide remark or some other insult to arise from chrysalis, but the female creature simply nodded and sipped her drink.
 
“You’ve peeked my interest Scootaloo…I must ask why bring refreshments to a place you’re not familiar with, for a person you’ve barely met once…and are not even sure WHAT they are…?” The cup floated to the stump and set itself down as scootaloo fidgeted with a knot in her mane…
 
“Well…I’ve never seen you before, and yes, I have no clue what you are…so..i thought I’d come and ask…and if you didn’t like me, I figured I’d bring a gift of sorts as appeasement for interrupting you and your…nap..”
 
Chrysalis regarded the foal for several seconds before turning her gaze elsewhere and grimacing
 
“I see, so you wish to know about me then yes? I will warn you, you may not like what you hear…most folk in Equestria would rather have my head on a pike then simply have a picnic with me…i must say…its..refreshing to see a kind face..” Scootaloo gulped at the beheading reference and merely sipped her juice, nodding silently.
 
Chrysalis sighed and closed her eyes,
 
“Very well…it all started at a wedding not three years ago…”
 

 

 
 
Yes I’m still doing this series ^^ I like the idea of chrysalis changing and finding out what it means to know friendship and real love…not the kind you could drink from a pony smoothie..X3 not sure where the next pic will be or what it will entitle art wise but meh, ill let my muse continue to do what it does best.”
 
 
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