Sweetie Belle found an area, shallow enough to stand. She made her way to shore and fell over. The ground was more dirt than rock. Rarity would be mad out of her mind at Sweetie Belle for getting her fur muddy, however Sweetie Belle just fell form the sky, at about 3,000 feet into a lake and had to float down the river for about two hours. I think we can have an exception.

        Sweetie would have stayed there and rested longer, however she heard what sounded like a rattling noise "Hello? Who's there!" Sweetie Belle got up and readied a flash spell. It wouldn't harm who, or whatever was moving. Just flash brightly and make them wield their eyes.

        However when she looked around, all she saw were rocks and dirt. Behind her was a mountain and looking down and upstream along the shore, all there was were rocks and dirt "Huh, I guess I imagined it." Sweetie returned to resting but then the sounds returned.

        Sweetie got up and looked around again. This time she saw something unusual. A rock now appeared to be closer to her "What? Rocks don't move..." Sweetie Belle slowly approached the "rock" to examine it better. Now she was close enough to touch it, so, she reached out a hoof slowly. Finally she lightly tapped it.

        "AHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Sweetie screamed as the now revealed crab tried to snap its claws at her. Sweetie responded by levitating it, then hurling it as far as she could with magic. Now she was running in the opposite direction. Still screaming as she ran.

        -CMC Campout-

        In the last two hours, Scootaloo and Applebloom and managed to build a sturdy fort out of pieces of wood and leaves. Scootaloo had managed to get extra pieces to build a fire while Applebloom got an assortment of berries and some other fruits. She even found a few apples, which, she planned to make applesauce out of.

        Then a terrible shriek tore thought the valley, catching the attention of both fillies. A first they were terrified, then they realized who it was "Sweetie Belle." Both fillies sighed in unison as they approached the river. As Sweetie Belle ran by they stopped her.

        "Whoah! What's gotten into ya?" Applebloom asked.

        "THE CRAB TRIED TO EAT ME!!!" Sweetie Belle screamed.

        "Don't worry, they don't do much harm." Scootaloo tried to calm her down.

        "Yeah, ah got in a brawl with one and the most it done to me was this." Applebloom revealed that most of her tail was cut short similar to Rarity's when Nightmare Moon attacked.

        "So... it wasnt trying to eat me?" Sweetie Belle was more calm now.

        "Nah he probably was, but was doing a horrible job at it." Applebloom added.

        "Oh," they walked into the camp "Where did you find time to build all this?" Sweetie Belle was interested "It took me all that time to get somewhere shallow."

        "We landed in the same lake but closer to this side. Me and Applebloom swam over here. Not long later we saw you fall but when we called out, you were to far always to hear us," Scootaloo explained "So in that time, we built the fort!"

        Sweetie Belle went to inspect this CMC fort. It was small. Much smaller than the clubhouse, however had enough room for the three fillies. Surprisingly it kept warm as apposed to the coolness of the forest. It had a spot for storing stuff, which right now held fruits and vegetables. However it was missing something "Where are the beds?" Sweetie asked.

        "Ya see that's the thing, we were figuring you could help with that. He don't have much an idea to make beds outta stuff from the forest." Applebloom stated.

        "Hmmmm," Scootaloo rubbed her chin with a hoof, trying to think of something "Oh! We could use moss!" She said with excitement.

        "Moss?" Scootaloo and Applebloom replied, clearly confused to there friend's idea of using moss for a bed.

        "Yeah! We could use it as a cushion to sleep on!" Sweetie Belle seemed proud of her idea, immediately sending her friends out on a search for the plant.

        Meanwhile a pack of wolves had been watching from afar. Moving in on the three fillies.