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A rustling filled her ears. It sounded like the wind; no, leaves being brushed apart. A filly poked her head through a bush. It was Sol. Sol...I'm sorry..I'm sorry I left you..
Moonbliss awoke. The night was still dark, but the embers emitted a small red glow from her fireplace. Naera slept beside her, nestled in the deep red tresses of her mane that tumbled out onto the floor. The rustling sound was still happening, and then a thud. Silence. The mare was suddenly wide awake - aware that somepony or some
thing could be outside her home at this very moment, stalking her. She blinked the remaining sleep from her eyes. It wasn't like her waking mind to play tricks on her; she was sure that something was out there.
She nudged her flicker till the frail thing awoke and groggily rubbed her eyes.
Something troubles you.. entered her mind. It seemed that her fairy was growing more in tune with her emotions with each day, though it had been less than a week that the mare had acquired her. Since Naera hadn't phrased that like a question, and since she didn't want the prospect intruder to know he had awoken her, she said nothing. Instead, she pulled her maroon blanket off of the bed and around her shoulders. It wouldn't do much in the way of blending in, but it was better than letting the moonlight reflect off of her snow-white coat. She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep now knowing what she did, so the way she saw it, she had two options: to lay in bed scared all night, or to investigate.
Moonbliss wasn't one to stand in the shadows and let herself be a target; she preferred to stand in the shadows stalking the stalker. This wasn't the first time she had awoken to a scary noise; the Everfree was full of them. She had barely gotten any sleep during her first few months she lived there. The only difference from then and now was that instead of locking herself in her house and peeping through her door and windows at whatever lie in the night, she now braved it out and solved the mystery. It didn't help that what she had gone through the past couple of days had given her a sense of cockiness.
After sorting through her brief experience with the brushing sound, she decided that it had come from the direction of the front of her house, and she should take the back entrance down. Her back entrance was slightly more complicated than her entrance. In the front, the branches were placed in such a way that it was an easy climb up, almost like stairs. In the back, she had formed a small bridge out of fusing two branches together from a neighbor tree. It reached a small landing where her back door was, and that was the rout she took to the neighbor tree - cloaked in the leaves both trees provided, to slowly make her way down to the ground, cursing herself for the rustling the leaves made with her ever movement. There was nothing at the base of her home, but nevertheless, she stayed silent and waited, attempting to sense somepony else. Living here for so long had increased her danger instincts, but nothing was making her feel uncomfortable now. She couldn't cross off the stalker idea, but she decided to take a stroll, using magic to keep her precious blanket from dragging on the ground and snagging on something.
As her hooves led her towards the direction the sound had come from, she grew more relaxed. A walk in the moonlight was nice, and Naera sat between her right ear and her horn, enjoying the ride. She, too, didn't sense any danger, but then again,
Moonbliss wasnt' exactly saavy on the powers of a flicker, other than that the element in which they were born had something to do with it. It wasn't much longer until her travels led her to a new rustling, a softer rustling. A soft *pick* here, and another there. She kept close to the shadows as she approached the figure of a...a colt. Picking leaves from the ground. Who on earth was picking flowers at this time of night? She stood still, afraid to reveal herself and disturb his work and the silence of the night, but also because she wasn't sure if he was a friend or a foe.
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