5 Years Ago, The Day Of The Disaster...

Spitfire stood near the hangar in her traditional blue officer's uniform, minus the silly hat. "Cloudchaser," she said. "Today you will begin flying a jet," she said in a loud, commanding tone. " Should you get in trouble, and feel you can not correct your mistake, I want you to eject. Hopefully, you have learned much in your training and we won't have to lose a jet. Any questions?"

Cloudchaser stood at attention, shaking slightly in nervousness. "No, ma'am," she said, gulping slightly.

She had trained hard for this day, but she was nervous as hell.

"Good. Now, report to Hangar 4 and begin your start-up procedure."

"Yes, ma'am," Cloudchaser replied and headed over to Hangar 4, where the jet that she was supposed to fly today sat and waited.

As soon as she reached the Hangar, she approached her jet.

"Begin start-up procedure," Spitfire commanded as she approached the hangar.

"Yes, ma'am." Cloudchaser climbed up and sat down in the pilot seat. She then began to check the controls and start with the start-up procedure. "Auxiliary fuel pump, off. Flight controls, free and correct. Instruments and radios, checked and set..."

She kept going through the routine, her nervousness still clear in her voice.

"Rookie," Spitfire called to get her attention.

The grey pegasus was so lost in the routine that she gasped, slightly startled as Spitfire called out to her. "Y-Yes, ma'am?" she asked, looking at her.

"Relax. A nervous pilot is a dead pilot."

"O-Of course, ma'am," Cloudchaser replied and nodded. She then looked back at the control panels and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to sooth her mind. "Okay... Seat belts and shoulder harnesses, fastened. Parking brake, off," she continued, her nervousness almost gone completely, but there was still a knot in her chest. After all, this was her first time she would fly a real jet.

Spitfire checked her watch before looking back at the mare in the jet.

Cloudchaser checked the last things needed and then nodded. "Okay, ma'am. The jet and I are ready," she said.

"Then, go, Rookie. I'll keep in contact via radio."

"Yes, ma'am," Cloudchaser nodded and started up the turbines. She then began to carefully maneuver the jet out of the hangar and to the left. She then, after a short while, turned right onto the runway, getting the jet into position. "All systems checked. Eagle-7, ready for take-off," she said and waited for permission to start.

"E-7, you are cleared for take-off," said a colt over the radio. "Good luck, Rook."

Cloudchaser took another deep breath. "Roger," she said and slowly pushed the throttle forward.

The turbines started to heat up and the jet started to roll along the runway, faster and faster. When the speed she needed was reached, she carefully pulled the stick back and the jet took off.

The radio in Cloudchaser's helmet crackled as Spitfire's voice came on. "Nice take-off, Rook."

"Thanks, ma'am," the grey pegasus mare replied and kept gaining altitude, waiting for orders.

"To start off... swerve left and right while staying aligned to the ground."

"Yes, ma'am," Cloudchaser said and slowly and carefully started to swerve left, before swerving to the right like she was ordered.

The jet shook slightly as she was a little too fast with the swerve to the right.

"Stay calm. Smooth movements. Now go up and down like a fish in the sea."

"Roger." Cloudchaser slowly pulled the stick back and forth in soft motions over and over again, making the jet go up and down.

"Very good. Now, show me a barrel roll."

Cloudchaser gulped and took a deep breath. "Yes, ma'am," she replied, a little shakily.

The barrel roll was something Cloudchaser trained hard at, but somehow ended up with screwing it up at the simulator. The mare carefully pulled the stick to the right all the way and the jet started to roll in the air. Cloudchaser became more and more nervous with every roll the jet did.

Spitfire smiled as she pressed the button on her walkie-talkie. "Good job. Much better than your Sim training."

Cloudchaser tried to get the jet back into a calm flight position, but as she did so, the jet began to steer upwards slowly, making her panic.

"O-Oh, god... d-damn!" she gasped out, the jet starting to stall slowly.

Spitfire sighed and rubbed her forehead, seeing the jet's engines begin to smoke.

She then raised her walkie and pressed the button. "Eject, Rook."

Cloudchaser began to shriek as the jet began to swerve and spin, losing control completely now.

"Ahhh!!! Oh, god, no!" she screamed, her mind on panic as she heard the order to eject.

She quickly pushed the eject button and was shot out as the parachute triggered and she began to slowly sink down towards the ground. The jet crashed into the ground and the mare was left crying from the fear that had filled her chest.

"Report to my office when you land, Rook," came Spitfire's voice over the earpiece.

"Y-Y-Yes. m-ma'am." Cloudchaser sobbed into the mic and waited for her landing.

She soon reached the ground, sniffling and with a tear-stained face. She then got out of the seat, took off the parachute, and began to head for Spitfires office.

After 20 minutes, or so, she was standing in front of Spitfire's door, shaking and sniffling. The shock was stuck deep in her bones.

"D-Damn!" she mumbled and then sighed, knocking on Spitfire's door. "M-Ma'am... P-Permission to enter, ma'am," she said through the door.

"Permission granted, Rook," came the commander's voice.

Cloudchaser gulped and opened the door, entering slowly and wiping the last bit of tears from her face. Her eyes, however, were still red from crying.

Spitfire looked up from some papers. Her shades sat on her desk. "What happened up there, Rook?"

"M-Ma'am, I... I..." stammered Cloudchaser and then sighed, looking at the floor. "I... I became nervous when I did the barrel roll... I trained for it so hard in the simulator... but... I ended screwing it up again... I'm sorry," she mumbled.

"Where do we look when addressing our superiors?"

Cloudchaser slowly looked up into Spitfire's eyes. "S-Sorry... ma'am," she said, looking miserable. "I started to panic after I lost control of the jet... I-It... It was all going just too fast... I... I don't feel like I'm even worthy to look into your eyes, ma'am," she added in shame.

She always admired Spitfire and she always dreamed of flying by her side, but she now knew that this was a dream far beyond her reach.

Spitfire tapped her finger on the desk before standing. She then took off her Commander's badge and set it on the desk. "Cloudchaser..." she said, addressing her by her name but still in the same commanding tone.

"Y-Yes, ma'am?" the grey pegasus mare asked, still shaking a little as she was getting nervous seeing Spitfire take off her badge.

"I didn't have you come here to point out your mistakes. I wanted to talk to you. Right now, I'm a friend, not your Commander." She then went over to a small, comfortable-looking couch. "Sit."

"A-A friend, ma'am?" she asked, confused and surprised as she slowly approached the couch and sat down.

"Yes. A Commander would say stuff, like... You just destroyed a good jet and cost us quite a bit of money..."

Cloudchaser hung her head at this. "I-I'm sorry, ma'am," she mumbled. "I... I just couldn't do anything... I... I was like... frozen," she added.

"however..." Spitfire continued. "a friend would ask... Are you okay?"

The grey pegasus mare hesitated and then slowly shook her head. "N-No... I don't think... I don't think I will ever be able to... fly a jet again," she said and sniffled, hugging herself as she started to shake. "I-It was just... too scary," she sobbed.

Spitfire placed a hand on her shoulder. "There's still time. You can just train and train until you feel comfortable enough. After all... there's always the eject button."

Cloudchaser looked up at Spitfire. "I... I don't think... I will ever have enough confidence to get into a jet again... This mistake today... sh-showed me that I wasn't meant to fly a jet... I... I always thought I could manage this task... that I could fly by your side one day..." the mare sobbed, shivering all over.

Spitfire sighed. "If you don't think being a Wonderbolt is for you, I'll understand. It's just that I can see you have potential. If you try hard and practice, you could become a great pilot."

Cloudchaser gasped and looked up at Spitfire, her facial expression showing that she was totally surprised at this. "R-R-Really?"

Spitfire nodded. "Your results in the Sims were outstanding."

"Yeah... Up to the fact that I messed up the barrel rolls every time," she said.

Spitfire nodded. "Those aren't easy. Just work at it."

"Okay, but, I just crashed a very expensive jet... I mean, I thought I would get kicked out right away," Cloudchaser stated, worried.

"Do you realize how many jets we go through in a week?"

The mare slowly shook her head. "No, ma'am."

"It's a nightmare. Fortunately, we're well-funded."

"I... I still don't feel better. I mean... my whole body is shaking. I feel the shock like I'm still sitting in that jet."

"Then, take some time to yourself."

Cloudchaser nodded and looked into Spitfire's eyes, blushing slightly as she was so close to her idol; to that mare she always admired and even had a secret crush on.

"Thanks, ma'am," she said with a small smile.

"Okay..." said Spitfire, getting up and heading over to her desk. She picked up her medal and turned to Cloudchaser. "At attention, Rook."

Cloudchaser got up and stood at attention.

"Now... I plan on taking a nice, relaxing shower... and then maybe a bath. Take some time off if you need it and report to me when you're ready to start up again."

"Yes, ma'am. Thanks, ma'am," the mare replied, and smiled.

Spitfire nodded. "Dismissed," she said, heading to her bathroom before closing the door.

It didn't latch and opened slightly. Just then the sound of running water could be heard.

Cloudchaser was about to head out of the room when she noticed the sound and that the door didn't closed completely, she began to blush hard as a thought crossed her mind. "S-Should I... maybe risk a small look?" she asked herself in her mind, her heart starting to race as she slowly approached the door through that Spitfire head just left the room.

The officer was now in her bra and panties, bent over and testing the water temperature. Her nicely-shaped ass was pointed at the door, giving any peepers a nice view of it.

Carefully, Cloudchaser peered through the small crack in the door and blushed hard as she spotted Spitfire's beyond sexy behind. "O-Oh, my gosh! Sh-She's even hotter than I imagined... My... My idol, S-Spitfire," she mumbled quietly to herself, biting her lower lip. "Wh-Who wouldn't turn into a filly fooler-- i-into a mare-muncher for that mare?" she asked herself, her voice only a whisper as she kept staring through the crack with her face crimson red.

Spitfire then stood upright and pulled her bra off before dropping it to the floor, revealing her c-cups.

Cloudchaser bit into her right index finger to stiffle a small moan as she stared at the mare's exposed back, seeing a bit of her breasts. 'Oh, gosh... how bad I want to just get a look at her two globes,' she thought as she leaned forward a bit more, the door creaking open a little more.

Spitfire then slipped out of her panties and tossed them aside.

The grey mare panted from arousal, feeling the heat rushing into her nether's as she nudged the door a little more open to have a better look. Unfortunately, it made quite a loud creaking sound, causing her to gasp, startled.

Just then Spitfire whipped around and glared at the mare. "Rook!" she yelled, heading for the door.

Cloudchaser gasped sharply in shock "Oh, f-fuck!" She stumbled backwards, tripping over her own feet. She fell to her butt with a soft thud. "Ouch!"

Staring with wide eyes at the door, she waited for the wrath of the mare to come down on her.

Spitfire opened the door, standing fully nude. "What the hell?! I give you my friendship and you repay me by spying on me?!"

"N-NO! M-Ma'am... p-please, let me explain..." Cloudchaser spoke hastily with wide eyes, shivering in fear as she scooted backwards. She then got up on her feet.

Despite her idol standing fully nude right in front of her, she didn't pay much attention to that as it seemed that Spitfire was really angry now.

"Oh? Then, explain, Rookie!"

"Y-Yes, ma'am! I... I, um... I..." she stammered nervously, her eyes shifting from side to side as she searched desperately for the right words.

"Well?!" asked the commander, getting impatient.

Cloudchaser was shaking more and more, her heart racing wildly as her face went crimson red. "I... I always... I always had a crush on you, Spitfire... I mean ma'am! Spitfire, ma'am!" she stammered, beyond embarrassed and nervous.

Spitfire's expression turned into slight shock. "What?"

"I-I-I'M TERRIBLY SORRY!" Cloudchaser exclaimed and headed quickly for the door, her face red in shame as a sniffle escaped her.

"Rook..." said Spitfire in a somewhat stern tone.

The grey mare stopped, her hand already on the doorknob as she let go again. She then turned around, her head hung low in shame. "Y-Y-Yes... m-m-ma'am?"

"How big of a crush, Rook?"

Cloudchaser hesitated before opening her mouth to speak. "I... I kinda... had a crush on you since I was 15 and... it only got stronger over the years... m-ma'am," she mumbled, ashamed. "I mean... i-it was strong enough to... drag my attention from stallion's completely... I... kind of became a... filly fooler because of you, m-ma'am." she admitted.

Spitfire sat down on the couch. "Sit, Rook," she said, patting the couch.

The grey mare slowly walked over to the couch, before sitting down, her heart still pumping wildly within her chest. "I-I'm really sorry, ma'am... I really didn't wanna spy... O-Okay, I wanted it, but... I didn't... I... I-I..." She tried to excuse herself as her gaze was drawn onto Spitfire's still completely nude body, making her blush harder and let out a small moan.

Spitfire eyed her. "You really like me, don't you?"

"T-To s-simply say I like you, would be a big understatement... m-ma'am," Cloudchaser replied nervously, her eyes staring at Spitfire's nicely shaped breasts.

The mare nodded. "I see... How happy would you be if... you could go out with me?"

Cloudchaser's mouth stood agape for a moment at this question. "I... I wouldn't even know what to say... I... I don't think there's anything in this world that would make me happier than... to be able to go out with... such a b-beautiful and strong mare like you, Spitfire... Ah! M-Ma'am!"

The mare smiled and looked ahead before resting her head on the bak of the couch. "It's okay... Cloudchaser."

The grey mare looked dumbfounded. "Wh-What do you mean, ma'am?" she asked, confused. "Aren't you... a-angry at me?"

"No... A little flattered, actually. You didn't spy on me just to see a mare naked and get off. You did it 'cause you like me."

"And, still I'm sorry, ma'am... I know it was wrong... b-but, I couldn't keep myself from doing it... and... w-well, to see y-your body even just once sure was... worth it... ma'am," Cloudchaser said and smiled nervously. "I mean... I always imagined your n-naked body when I was younger, but... I never could imagined something like this... S-Sorry, I can't stop talking... I'm nervous... Sorry... Sorry..." she mumbled, slowly hiding her face behind her hands in shame for her rambling.

Spitfire hesitated before reaching out and placing her hand on Cloud's left.

The mare gasped softly and slowly lowered her hands, looking at Spitfire. "M-Ma'am?..." she asked, a little confused and blushing at the contact.

Spitfire hesitated before smiling. "You know, I... It's been a while since I've... been in a relationship."

Cloudchaser gasped softly and blushed a little more. "Wh-What are you saying, ma'am? D-Do you mean, you'd... um... th-think about a r-relationship... with me?" she asked nervously, her heart racing in hope and arousal at the sight of the still nude Spitfire.

Spitfire nodded. "Follow me," she said, standing up and heading to the bathroom. "We can talk in here."

The grey mare began to smile broadly. She couldn't yet grasp her luck so she pinched her cheek and pulled hard, making it become red slowly. "O-Oh, goddess... I-I'm really not dreaming," she mumbled and got up, heading to the bathroom and following Spitfire inside.

The mate stepped into the shower. "Close the door."

"Of course, m-ma'am," Cloudchaser said and closed the door behind herself.

"There are conditions, however, if we go out, Rook," she said, tilting her head back and letting the water wash over her.

"Wh-What conditions, ma'am?" Cloudchaser asked nervously, panting lightly as she watched her idol take her shower, admiring her sexy and well toned curves.

"Well, when I'm working, I'll have to treat you the same as the others. No favoritism."

"Of course, ma'am. I wouldn't want it to be any other way, ma'am," she replied with a broad smile.

Spitfire smiled. "Good. I really like my job and I'd hate to lose it."

"Is there more I need to know, ma'am?" the grey mare asked, still with much respect in her nervous voice.

"Mmm... None I can think of at the moment."

"Okay ma'am. I will do my best to not dissapoint you again, ma'am," Cloudchaser said, eagerness welling up in her.

"Good. Then, I guess we can go out."

Cloudchaser had to try her best to stifle a squeal of pure happiness. The mare that she admired as an Idol for such a long time... the mare of which she thought was unreachable to her... was willing to go out on a date with her. Cloudchaser had always thought her biggest dream was to fly side by side with Spitfire, but now she realized it was much more than just that that she had craved for.

"The way I see it, you have three choices now," said the mare as she grabbed the shampoo.

"Yes, ma'am?" The grey mare asked overjoyed as she stood there in her flying suit, watching Spitfire's naked body.

"One, you can leave and do your own thing. Pull yourself back together after today... Two... you can stay here and we can talk... or three, you can come in here with me."

"Y-You mean... w-we would... sh-shower together, ma'am?" she asked carefully, stuttering slightly.

Spitfire nodded as she squirted shampoo on her hand before setting the bottle back down.

Cloudchaser didn't hesitate. Despite her nervousness, she began to undress herself. "I-I-I'm t-taking number three, ma'am," she said, her face crimson red.

Spitfire smiled before rubbing the shampoo into her hair.

Soon, the last piece of the flying suit came loose and Cloudchaser was left in her sports bra and panties, both black. She quickly undid her bra and took it off, her nicely shaped, pert b-cups springing free. She then quickly pulled her panties off as well, revealing her damp marehood.

"I-I'm coming in now, m-ma'am," she said as she went over to Spitfire, joining her in the shower with her crimson red face.

The mare turned to her, still rubbing the shampoo in. "Your red. Have you not used the public showers in the mares' changing room?"

"I-I did, ma'am... b-but... I-I didn't h-have a secret crush on them... or... were interested in their bodies... Those thoughts were always saved for y-you, m-ma'am," Cloudchaser replied, biting her lip as she looked Spitfire up and down for what felt like the 20th time since she was able to see her naked.

Spitfire hesitated before holding her hands be hid her, letting the water wash off the shampoo. She then placed her right hand on the mare's cheek. "I'm not ignorant... I know I'm an idol to a lot. And I have a feeling that this is a dream come true for you. Am I right?"

Cloudchaser nodded slowly, staring into Spitfire's eyes. "Y-Yes m-ma'am."

The commander's hair was now straight and hung a little passed her shoulders as the shampoo began to rinse out. She then smiled. "I bet you're asking yourself... how you can be so lucky..."

"Oh, yes, ma'am. I still have to fight with that question; Why me? Why me, a Rookie who failed so miserably back in the jet? Why me, a Rookie who had spied on her commanding officer while she takes a shower?" Cloudchaser asked, rubbing the back of her head somewhat awkwardly in shame.

"Would you like to know?"

The grey mare nodded, her former spikey styled hair was now hanging down straight as well, soaked from the water. In the front, it hung straight over her right eye, covering it, while it reached passed her shoulders on the back.

Spitfire smiled. "Because you seem sweet and kind. The kind of mate I'd wanna have."

The mare blushed and smiled. "R-Really?" she asked cutely.

Spitfire nodded. "Yeah. I may seem tough when I'm in uniform but that's just my job."

"I'd love to see how you are in private, ma'am," the grey mare said with a broad, happy smile.

"Well, you're about to," said the orange mare as she leaned in for a kiss.

Cloudchaser's eyes widened and she gulped as she slowly leaned in, too. 'M-My first kiss... I will have my first kiss... with... Spitfire...' she thought and slowly closed her eyes, waiting for contact as she kept inching closer.

The officer's lips touched the nervous mare's as the water continued washing over them.

Cloudchaser melted into the kiss with a soft moan. She was inexperienced in kissing, but she couldn't care less about that in this moment. Spitfire's lips felt so soft on her own.

The orange mare slowly deepened the kiss as she gently and soothingly ran her right hand down Cloudchaser's left side.

Chaser kept softly moaning as she carefully laid her hands on Spitfire's hips, feeling the orange mare's soft breasts press against her own, their nipples rubbing together. 'I never wanna wake up if this is a dream,' she thought as she tried her best to keep up with Spitfire's kissing.

Spitfire then slid her tongue into the mare's mouth with a moan.

A cute gasp escaped her as she shyly began to feel Spitfire's tounge with her own, making her shudder at the arousing feeling of their two slimy tounges. Spitfire then pulled the mare as close to her as possible and placed her hands on her butt.

Another cute, muffled gasp escaped Chaser and she slowly moved her hands to the yellow mare's butt, feeling it all over and rubbing it curiously. She began moaning as she felt the perfectly shaped and taut behind of her Idol.

Spitfire then broke the kiss before squatting down and kissing her collarbone.

"Ohhh... W-Wow..." Cloudchaser moaned and tilted her head back.

Spitfire then slid in between her breasts and kissed some more.

"Ohhhh... S-Spitfire, m-ma'am... Ohhh, goddess!" Chaser moaned heartly, shudering under the assault of the commander's soft kisses, her nipples hardening fast.

The orange mare gripped the white tits and then moved back up to look her in the eyes. "Why don't we finish up here and move to the bed?"

Cloudchaser was panting, her face flushed in lust as she nodded lazily. "Y-Yes, ma'am. I would... love that," she replied.

Spitfire reached behind her back and shut the water off before stepping out and grabbing a towel. Cloudchaser followed her out and grabbed a towel, starting to dry herself off. When Spitfire was done, she set her towel on the toilet and headed for the door.

Chaser followed as soon as she finished drying off. Her mane looked quite poofy after the wetness was gone. The orange mare headed out into her room and looked the main door before heading to the bedroom. The grey mare followed closely, her heart starting to race faster and faster as she became more nervous, watching Spitfire's behind sway as she walked.

The mare entered the bedroom and then over to the bed, climbing on and laying on her back. She watched the doorway and waited for her new mate. Chaser entered the bedroom and closed the door behind her, her hands visibly shaking in nervousness as she turned around and looked at Spitfire. She was almost staring as she was still standing at the door.

The orange mare smiled at her. "Come here. I got some toys I want ya to see."

"T-T-Toys?" Cloudchaser asked in a squeak, slowly approaching the bed and sitting down on the edge.

Spitfire rolled onto her side and opened the bedside table's drawer. She then pulled out a thick, black dildo and returned to lying on her back. "Come here, Cloudy," said Spitfire with a smile.

Chaser gasped as she stared wide eyed at the black dildo. "O-Oh, gosh... I-I-It's so... big..." she mumbled nervously.

Spitfire motioned with her finger for Cloudchaser to come closer.

Cloudchaser gulped and slowly scooted closer, her eyes still on that big, black sex toy. "M-Ma'am... Y-You don't p-plan to... u-use that, r-right?" she asked, a little intimidated at the size.

"I'm not gonna... like... jam it inside you, if that's what you mean, sweets. I just want you to get accustomed to it."

Chaser gulped and chuckled nervously. "I-Is it too late to mention that... I-I'm still a virgin?" she asked, eyeing the dildo, then Spitfire.

"No, Cloudy. I won't use it for that."

"O-Oh?" she tilted her head, not understanding what Spitfire wanted to use it for.

"I'd like to show you one of the uses I have for it, if you don't mind."

Chaser nodded with a small smile, slightly relieved. "S-Sure."

Spitfire smiled and raised the horseback replica to her mouth and slowly licked up it's rubber shaft.

Cloudchaser blushed and watched Spitfire closely. "W-Wow," she mumbled softly as she just watched the amazingly arousing scene.

Spitfire then began circling the head with her tongue before slipping it inti her mouth with a moan. Slowly, Chaser leaned in closer, panting lightly as she felt her nethers heat up and start to leak. Spitfire began giving the dildo a blowjob, slipping it in and out before stopping, only to lick up and down the shaft.

"Ohhh... S-Spitfire, ma'am... Y-You look so... h-hot," she moaned out, licking her lips slowly at the sight.

"Wanna join in?" asked the mare, rubbing the rubber dick's shaft on her cheek.

Chaser gave a small nod and gave the shaft a small lick and another. Slowly, she began to loosen up a bit and use more of her tounge and lick over more of the shaft, moaning softly. "T-This f-feels good."

Spitfire then tilted the dildo do the head was up against Cloud's lips.

Cloudchaser gave the head a small kiss before opening her mouth wide, slipping the head inside and starting to swirl her tounge instinctively around the crown.

"Mmm... You look hot when you do that, too."

The grey mare pulled back from sucking the head and licked it a few times. "Am I doing good for a first-timer, ma'am?" she asked with a small blush and a smile.

"You're doing outstanding, Rook," said Spitfire with a warm smile.

Cloudchaser smiled wider at this and gave the dildo's head a few long and slow licks, moaning softly as she did so before trailing her tongue down the shaft and back up.

Spitfire moaned and pulled the dildo away. "Time to put your tongue to good use, Rook," she said as she placed her hand on Cloud's cheek.

"What do you mean, ma'am?" she asked and licked her lips.

"Lick me, Cloudy... Down there."

"O-Oh... S-Sure, ma'am," Chaser replied, getting a little nervous again.
She looked down at Spitfire's marehood before slowly laying down on her stomach, giving the mare's crotch a few kisses around her pussy. Spitfire leaned her head back and moaned softly. Cloudchaser took a deep breath, wanting to sooth her mind. She blushed and moaned as she smelled Spitfire's awesome marehood's scent.

"Ohhh, wow," she moaned as she leaned in and kissed her outer lips a few times.

Spitfire moaned a little more.

Cloudchaser moaned as she began to lick over the mare's outer lips a few times, enjoying the taste of the first marehood that she ever had.

Her idol kept moaning. "Yes... Oh, you're so good at this..."

"R-Really? This is the first time I'm doing it," Chaser asked, and smiled at the compliment, kissing Spitfire's clit and licking it a little to tease her.

"Y-Yeah... It feels... amazing."

The grey mare moaned softly as she began to suck on the yellow mare's marehood lips, before licking over the pink inner flesh and entrance. Spitfire gripped the bed sheets and arched her back, letting out a moan. Cloudchaser began to press her muzzle to Spitfire's pussy, slowly sliding her tounge into the mare's entrance and starting to lick around, lapping up the tasty mare juices.

Spitfire moaned louder. "Oh, Cloudy!"

The grey mare moaned with every lick and slurp, starting to greedily eat Spitfire's pussy out and drinking her juices. Her tounge swirled around inside the yellow mare's love cavern.

"Oh, Cloudy! I'm... getting close!"

Chaser slowly slipped two fingers into her Idol's pussy and began to pump fast. "Please, cum for me, Spitfire," she moaned heartly, latching onto the mare's clit and suckling it hard.

The Wonderbolts officer moaned loudly and arched her back, squirting her juices into Cloud's face.

Cloudchaser closed her eyes and smiled, her mouth slightly open as she enjoyed the warm feeling of Spitfire's orgasmic juices washing over her face. Slowly, she stopped pumping her fingers and slipped them out and into her mouth, moaning at the taste. "Mmmmm... A dream has come true," she mumbled in pure joy.

Spitfire smiled. "My turn. On your back, Rook."

Chaser smiled and licked her lips clean of the last remains of Spitfire's delicious juices and laid down on her back, shaking slightly in anticipation. "Th-This is the first time... someone else is touching me... down there..." she mumbled, almost shyly as she blushed.

Spitfire rolled onto her side and smiled at the mare, placing her hand on her left breast. "Then, it's an honor to be your first."

"It is an honor to me, Spitfire, ma'am," Cloudchaser said excitiedly, letting out a small moan at the touch on her breast.

The yellow mare leaned in and kissed her on the lips before moving her hand down to the mare's slit. Chaser kissed back, her eyes closed as she gasped into Spitfire's mouth from the contact on her sopping wet twat. Spitfire then slid down, trailing kisses along the mare's chest and stomach, stopping when she got to her slit. Smiling, she slid her tongue inside and licked around.

Cloudchaser let out a high pitched squeak and her legs tensed up, trapping the mare's head between her thighs for a moment before her legs relaxed again. "O-Oh goddess!"

The yellow mare licked away inside, moaning at the taste.

Chaser put her hands on Spitfire's head as if to push the mare away as she twitched and spasmed at the strong waves of pleasure, making her squeak with each lick. "O-Ohh... w-wow... S-Soo good..." she moaned, biting her lower lip in bliss.

Spitfire kept moaning at the taste, flicking her tongue about as she rubbed Cloud's thighs.

The mare sqirmed in pleasure, her face flushed as her marehood twitched and clamped around Spitfire's tounge, more and more of her juices leaking out. "Ohhh... m-m-ma'am... P-Please, don't stoo-ooop," she moaned as she felt her pleasure rise higher and higher. The yellow mare smiled and did as told. "Ohhh... S-S-Spitfire... I-I'm about to... Getting close," Chaser gasped out, her body twitching harder as her legs quivered.

She then felt the tightening and cozy feeling of butterfly's in her stomach. Spitfire dove in as deep as she could, rubbing her tongue against the inner walls. With a cute, high pitched squeal, Cloudchaser climaxed harder than she had ever climaxed in her life, her whole body convulsing in pure carnal bliss as her marehood squirted a few bursts of her juices into her Idol's face and mouth.

Spitfire licked up the juices before sliding up to look her mate in the eyes. "How was that?"

Cloudchaser was panting heavily, her face bearing a goofy, wide smile. "It... It was... more than... I had ever dreamt it to be..." she replied, breathlessly.

Spitfire smiled and nuzzled her before a series of frantic knocks came from her door.

Chaser gasped and quickly sat up, looking at the door.

"Ma'am!" yelled a colt's voice. "Something's happening!"

Spitfire gasped and rolled out of bed, heading to her closet and pulling out two nightgowns.

She tossed one to Cloudchaser. "Put this on."

Cloudchaser nodded quickly. "Of course, ma'am," she replied and slid into the gown, getting up from the bed.

Spitfire slid into hers and left the bedroom as the colt backed away. "What's happening?" she asked.

"You have to see it for yourself."

Spitfire nodded. "Wait outside."

Chaser hesitated, but slowly went over to the door, poking her head out. "M-Ma'am?" she asked, timidly.

The colt left and Spitfire closed the door turning to Cloudchaser. "Get dressed."

Spitfire and Cloudchasr followed the colt outside and looked up at the sky.

"What the hell?" asked Spitfire.

Cloudchaser's eyes widened. "Wh-What is that, ma'am?" she asked in awe.

Spitfire squinted before the clouds parted, revealing a large, glowing meteor about the size of Canterlot and Manhattan combined.

Spitfire gasped. "Oh, shit."

"Oh, my goddess! Th-That's... a METEOR!" Cloudchaser screamed, shaking in fear as she turned to Spitfire. "Wh-What shall we do, ma'am?" she asked hastily.

Spitfire looked at the colt. "Get everyone to the bomb shelters, NOW!!" she yelled. "And get as many civilians as you can find!"

The colt nodded and took off to spread the word. A piece of the meteor broke off and fell faster than the rest, slamming into the flight tower. It exploded in green flames.

Cloudchaser screamed and was knocked off her feet from the explosion, looking in horror at the remains of the flight tower that was now engulfed in flames. "Oh god no."

Spitfire gasped. "Sunny?" she gasped as another piece of the meteor broke off. It slammed into a nearby house. Spitfire dropped to hr knees. "Why?"

"Oh, no! F-Flitter! I have to get back home!" Cloudchaser exclaimed in a shock-like state, getting up to her feet. "Flitter..." she repeated with tears in her eyes as she stumbled into the direction of her home, which was almost 30 miles away.

Spitfire looked up at her and then stood. "Who's Flitter?"

Cloudchaser dropped to her knees, sobbing. "Sh-She... She's my sister," she said and stared up at the Meteor. "My... sister..." she mumbled between sobs.

Spitfire hesitated before grabbing her wrist. "Come on," she said as she began to run.

Cloduchaser stumbled to her feet and followed Spitfire, sniffling and wiping her eyes with her other hand. "M-Ma'am... I... I'm sorry, but I need to see her. I have to get to her."

"I know," said Spitfire before letting go of Cloudchaser's wrist when they were next to a jeep. "Get in," she said, heading around to the driver's side.

Chaser began to smile, tears still in her eyes. "Oh, thank you, ma'am," she said as she quickly got into the jeep as hope began to re-kindle inside her chest. "I can't thank you enough for this, ma'am."

Spitfire climbed in and started up the Jeep. "You can stop calling me ma'am now... Cloudy," she said before slamming on the gas.

Cloudchaser smiled and nodded. "Okay, Spitfire," she said, and then pointed into the direction of her home. "My sister lives in Ponyville. Thirty miles away from here."

Spitfire nodded and sped away from the base. She then grabbed a walkie from the dashboard and flipped a switch. "Attention, everyone!" she yelled, her voice coming out from a speaker on the Jeep's roof. "Get to the base ASAP! You will be safe! I repeat, get to the base!"

She then set the walkie down and flipped the switch again before flipping another switch. Her voice began repeating out of the speaker, announcing the message over and over. Just then, there was a loud crack as more meteor pieces broke off.

Cloudchaser shrieked and looked up at the pieces of the meteor. "Oh goddess... Why did this have to happen? Why?"

"I dunno..." said Spitfire, before swerving to the right to avoid an incoming fireball. It struck the road and made a small explosion.

"Ahh! Oh gosh... We need to move faster!" the grey mare shrieked.

Spitfire sped up. "Left or right?" she asked, coming to a turn.

"Right!" Chaser replied, and pointed. "Oh, please, goddess' above... please, make Flitter be okay," she pleaded, praying for her beloved Sister.

Spitfire sped down the road, dodging yet another fireball. "How close are we?"

"We're almost there. Only 5 miles," said Chaser. "Do you think we'll make it?" she asked, hopefully.

Spitfire eyed her. "I hope so."

Cloudchaser looked at Spitfire, tears still in her eyes. "I... I hope so, too." she mumbled.

Spitfire eyed her before speeding up a bit.

"Wait for me, Flitter. We're almost there," the grey mare mumbled as her eyes were glued to Ponyville that was slowly appearing in the distance.

"I just hope we can make it back," said Spitfire. "That meteor's getting close."

Cloudchaser looked over at Spitfire again. "I-I'm sorry, Spitfire... I didn't mean to get you into this, but I love my sister... I need to know that she's safe," she said in a caring and worried tone.

Spitfire nodded. "I understand... and if this is it... I'm really glad to have met you."

Cloudchaser smiled and placed her hand on Spitfire's right thigh. "Me, too, Spitfire... I really love you," she said softly.

Spitfire smiled. "I really love you, too," she said, jerking the car to avoid hitting an incoming fireball.

Cloudchaser gapsed and grabbed hold onto the handle of the car door. "Oh, gosh!" she said and then looked back at Spitfire. "Y-You really do?" she asked, surprised.

"Let me put it this way," she said, dodging another fireball. "Dying by your side is the best way to go for me."

Chaser began to smile broadly. "R-Really? Ohm Spitfire, I don't know what to say, but... I love you so much."

The yellow mare smiled. "I'd kiss you if I wasn't driving."

"And I would kiss back," Cloudchaser said as she looked back at the road. "We're here," she said quickly as they approached the entrance of Ponyville. "At the end of the road, to the left."

Spitfire nodded and did so as a meteor fragment took out a nearby home. Luckily, it was empty.

"At the end of the road comes a bridge. After that, to the right, and we're there," Chaser said and leaned forward. "Oh, please, Sister... Please, be there... Please, be safe."

Spitfire drove passed a few fleeing vehicles as she went where Cloudchaser told her.

Cloudchaser sighed, relieved, as her house came into view, seemingly not damaged at all. "Oh, thank goddess. There it is," she said and pointed at her home.

Spitfire parked the Jeep. "Make it quick. I'll keep the engine running." Just then a meteor hit the house beside Cloudchaser's, destroying it. The roof of Cloud's house cracked before caving in. Spitfire gasped. "Hurry. Go!" she urged.

"FLITTER!" Cloudchaser screamed as she nodded to Spitfire, jumping out of the jeep and running to the house. "FLITTER! ARE YOU THERE?" she asked loudly as she opened the door and ran in, looking around.

Just then a flaming beam fell in front of her.

"Ahh! Oh, goddess! FLITTER! PLEASE, FLITTER!" Cloudchaser screamed as she quickly went around the burning beam and looked into the kitchen. "FLITTER?"

Nothing was there except a burning countertop. Just then there was a thud from upstairs.

Chaser's ears perked up and she looked up at the ceiling. "Flitter!" she gasped and quickly went back into the hall and ran upstairs. "FLITTER? SIS? WHERE ARE YOU?" she yelled as she looked around before running over to Flitter's room, opening the door. "Flitter?" she asked loudly.

The mare was on the floor under a pile of rubble. She had dust from the debris all over her.

"NO! FLITTER!!" Cloudchaser screamed and quickly got over to her sister, starting to grab pieces of rubble and throwing them aside. "Please, tell me you're okay, sis," she said as she slapped the mare's cheek softly to see if she was conscious.

The mare slowly opened her eyes partially and coughed. "S-Sis?"

"I'm here, sis. I will help you..." Cloudchaser said as she grabbed a big piece of rubble and grunted, heaving it off her sister and freeing her. "Are you hurt, Sis? Can you walk?"

"I'm... I'm good..." she said, trying to get up, but failing.

Cloudchaser quickly laid her arms around her sister. "No, you're not fine. Come on, I'll support you..." she said and helped Flitter up to her feet.

Just then they heard a gasp as footsteps came up the stairs. "Come on," said Spitfire, coming towards them. "That meteor's getting closer and we need to leave."

"Okay, Flitter. Hold on tightly and I'll get you out of here," Chaser said and quickly left the room, supporting her sister as best she could.

Spitfire got on the other side of Flitter and helped support her. The mare eyed the orange Wonderbolt. "Y-You're..."

Spitfire smiled. "Just rest..."

"Let's hurry," Cloudchaser said, and, together with Spitfire, helped her sister over to the staircase and down the stairs.

They then left the house just as it collapsed in flames.

Spitfire then led them to the back door of the Jeep and opened it. "Okay. In. Cloudy, you stay with your sister, okay?"

"Of course, and... thanks, Spitfire," Cloudchaser said and kissed the orange mare on the lips briefly and then helped Flitter into the jeep.

Spits kissed back. "We're not outta this yet," she said before heading into the driver's side and closing her door.

Cloudchaser got in and next to her sister, holding her close. "I know we're not out of this... That's why I kissed you," she said with a smile, before looking down at her sister. "Hey, how do you feel, sis?" she asked softly, running her hand through her hair.

"Little better..." she said, weakly. "Thanks."

"You don't have to thank me, sis. I would never leave you all on your own... You know that," Chaser said and smiled warmly, hugging her sister.

"I know, sis..." said Flitter as Spitfire peeled away and headed back towards the base.

Cloudchaser smiled softly. "Oh, you know from that letter I sent you, that today was my first flight training, remember? I totally screwed it up," she said to her sister, trying to lighten the mood a little and wanting her sister to smile.

Flitter chuckled weakly. "How bad?"

Cloudchaser whistled innocently and made a cute face. "Let's saaaay... The Wonderbolts need to buy a new jet and I had a mental breakdown... Well, sorta..." she said, and chuckled.

"Oh, sis..." said Flitter with a chuckle. "How'd you get with... the greatest... Wonderbolt ever?" Spitfire chuckled silently.

Chaser blushed hard at this. "I uh... I kind of... spied on her... while she took a shower and... one thing led to another... you know..." she explained, smiling sheepishly.

"You... How'd you pull it off?"

"Well, Spitfire ordered me to come into her office after I landed with the parachute... She then helped me to calm down and then told me to take a small break... and then she headed for the shower... The door didn't close completely and... you know how big of a crush I had on her since I was 15, right? So, how could I resist seeing my Idol showering?" the grey mare explained, blushing deeper in shame.

"But, how'd you go from... crashing a jet and spying on an commanding officer while she was showering... to DATING her?"

"Well, she caught me... and... I told her about my crush... and how much I admire her and such, and, well... and then... we hit the bed," Cloudchaser said and chuckled sheepishly.

Flitter smiled. "You always were the lucky one."

"Hey, don't say it like that... I mean, okay, I had more luck than brain, but you helped me so much, sis. You helped me to learn for the entrance exam for the Wonderbolt Acadamy. Without you... I'd still lay in my bed and... well, you know... I'd still be masturbating to Spitfire's posters... and then get caught by you," Cloudchaser said and laughed, despite feeling quite ashamed for admitting her dirty secret in front of Spitfire.

Spitfire chuckled. "Wow..."

Flitter began to laugh as Coudchaser blushed hard and gasped. "I... I mean... I..." she stammered horribly, ashamed, before sighing with defeat. "Sorry, Spitfire... but... I could never resist... I probably sound like a perverted groupie, or something."

Spitfire chuckled. "Cloudy, you... were a pervert when you spied on me. I get it, and... I think it's... kinda hot."

Chaser smiled and sighed, relieved. "Phew... Well, it sure feels good to get it out, but now you know how big of a crush I had on you," she stated with a giggle.

Spitfire smiled. "Cloudy, you... have my permission... to masturbate to me any time you want."

Flitter blushed and chuckled. "Wow... um... How insightful."

Cloudchaser blushed hard and blinked. "I... uh... thanks for the permission, Spitfire, but... you know... I don't think that was something my sister needed to hear... She's not gonna let me live that down," she said, a little ashamed but managed a chuckle.

"Think she'll let you live down the fact you spied on me, either?"

"Nope... not my sister," Chaser said, and began to laugh as well as Flitter.

Spitfire turned a corner and arrived back on the road heading towards the base. She saw the meteor getting closer but didn't wanna ruin the moment. "Sorry about your home."

"Ah, that's okay... We can always rebuild our home... but, I only have one sister and that's something that can't be replaced once it's gone," Cloudchaser said as she looked at her sister, smiling. "I'm so happy that you're alive, Flitter," she said and hugged her close.

"Me, too... I thought I was a goner," said Flitter.

"Not as long as I live, sis." Cloudchaser said warmly, still hugging her close. "Spitfire? How close are we?" she asked the yellow mare.

"Getting close."

"We... or the meteor?" Chaser asked in a worried tone.

Spitfire hesitated for a second or two. "Us."

Flitter and Cloudchaser both noticed Spitfire hestiating, hugging each other closer.

The driver stepped on the gas and sped up.

"No matter how this ends... I will love you, sis... and you, too, Spitfire," Cloudchaser said with a soft smile.

Spitfire eyed her and then looked back at the road. "That's it. We're not dying here," she said, speeding up and dodging an incoming fireball.

Cloudchaser gasped and held her sister as the car shook from side to side from the dodging. "Ahhh! Oh gosh!"

Before long, they found themselves on the straight road to the base. Spitfire squinted her eyes before smiling. "Good... Look, you two... Others have made it to the bunkers."

Cloudchaser looked over the passenger seat, seeing a Wondrbolts Dropship a ways ahead, sitting next to the road.

The three mares got closer when Spitfire gasped. "What are they doing?" she said as a group of civilians began attacking the dropship.

Cloudchaser gasped in horror at the scene. The civilians were shooting at the few soldiers at the carrier and grenades were exploding. A grey-blue coated mare was standing next to the dropship as a grenade blew up beneath it, causing the carrier to blow up as well. The mare was thrown through the air a bit and landed a few yards away in the dirt, heavily injured. Once the dropship was destroyed, the civilians jumped onto their Bikes and rocketed away into the direction of the next hill, which was, luckily, not in the direction of Spitfire and the two mares.

"Oh, goddess," Cloudchaser gasped, shocked.

Spitfire sped passed the scene and looked in the rearview mirror. "Holy shit..." she said. "That mare's still alive..." she said before pulling up to the base. "All right, you two... Get out and head to the bunker. I have to go get that mare."

Cloudhchaser helped Flitter up onto her feet. "Please, hurry and be careful," she said, opening the back door and getting out of the car along with her sister. She then closed the door.

"Don't worry, I'll be right back," said Spitfire before speeding back towards the mare.

She slammed on the brakes and skidded up beside her before hopping out. She put a hand to her mouth and gasped. "Holy shit..."

The pegasus mare was laying there in the dirt, her left leg torn off right above the knee and her right arm was torn off at the shoulder. She was bleeding heavily and her right eye was half closed, blood streaming down her face as the eye seemed to be damaged as well. She was, however, still conscious and then weakly looked up at Spitfire.

"H... H-Help... p-please..." she groaned out in sheer pain, holding her left hand up towards the orange mare.

Spitfire knelt down and took her hand. "I'm here... I'm gonna get you back to the bunker and we're gonna take care of you," she said before pulling off her officer's shirt, leaving her in a white bra. She then ripped a piece off the shirt and held it against the leg wound. "I have to stop the bleeding."

"I... I need... to find my arm... where is my arm?" the mare asked, her white mane splattered with some of her blood. She seemed to be in a shock, no knowledge of what happened to her.

Spitfire tied her shirt around the leg wound to stop the bleeding before beginning to tie the rest around the mare's shoulders.

"Ahhh... Oh, goddess..." the mare moaned in pain. She weakly grabbed Spitfire's shoulder, seemingly trying to get up. "Wh-Where is my leg? Oh goddss... I need... to... report to... Sergeant Iron Shield... I need to find... my leg... Ahhh," she mumbled, totally confused from the pain and the shock.

Spitfire then placed a hand on the mare's cheek. "Shhh... I know of a good technician... You'll be fine..." she said before picking the mare up in her arms.

"Ahhh... It hurts... It hurts so bad..." she groaned in pain, her hand not letting go of Spitfire's shoulder.

"We're not that far from the base," said the orange mare as she began to carry the mare back. "So, what's your name?"

"My... My name is... Snow Storm... I... I am the... Heli-Mechanic," the mare replied weakly, groaning.

"Well, hello, Snow Storm. I'm Spitfire. Wonderbolts Captain, but... that doesn't mean anything anymore." She then looked up at the incoming meteor.

"C-Captain... S-Spitfire?" Snow asked, her one sound eye going slightly wide and she brought her left hand to her forehead, giving her a weak salute. "I-I'm sorry, ma'am... I... I don't think... I... I can do my duty anymore..." she said and coughed a little.

"Don't worry about it. That doesn't mean you're useless, okay?"

The badly injured mare gave a weak smile. "Th-Thank you... m-ma'am... I... I c-can't feel my right arm... and my left leg... It... It's bad right? It got me really bad, right? I... I'll die... right?" Snow asked weakly, a few tears running down her cheek.

Spitfire looked the mare in the eyes. "I won't lie to you... Your arm and leg were blown off completely... and your eye looks damaged beyond repair... but, you're not gonna die."

The mare began to squirm lightly, her eye a little wide at the news about her condition. "Th-Then... I need... need to find my limbs... I... I need to... to..." she rambled weakly.

"Hey, hey... Trust me... I'm going to get you fixed, okay? No matter what..."

Snow stopped squirming and looked up at Spitfire. "Th-Thank you... ma'am... I... I'm in your debt... and I will... will try my best to... repay the favor someday... y-you... c-can ask of me... a-anything, ma'am," the mare said and smiled weakly.

Spitfire smiled back at her as they entered the base. There was a loud crash and a boom as the meteor hit a ways away.

Spitfire gasped and looked back. "Oh, shit!"

She then began walking faster. Fire began to form from the exploding buildings and vehicles, being spread outwards from the shock waves sent out from the impact. The wall of fire began to get closer and closer as Spitfire neared the bunker.

"Somebody help!" she yelled, knowing they'd need it to make it in time.

Cloudchaser had brought Flitter to the bunker and told the Soldiers and civilians inside to wait for Spitfire, she herself, had been waiting outside as well and as she heard Spitfire yell for help, she gasped and quickly looked around. Spotting the Orange mare, carrying Snow, she quickly ran over to them.

"Spitfire! O-Oh my gosh!" she gasped as she spotted the badly injured mare in her arms.

"Come on, help me... We don't have much time."

Cloudchaser shook her head and then nodded. "Of course... Sorry..." she replied and quickly helped Spitfire carry the injured mare. "Will she... survive?" she asked as they approached the bunker door.

"If we act fast, then, yes. Have them get a stretcher over to me ASAP."

"Of course!" Cloudchaser said and ran over to the bunker, entering. After a few seconds, two colts came out with a stretcher. Cloduchaser was still holding the door of the bunker open.

"Okay, get her on the stretcher, ma'am," one of the colts said as they lowered the stretcher to the ground.

Spitfire knelt down and laid her down on the bed. "You're gonna be fine,' she said with a smile. She thn looked at the colts. "Get her to the infirmary ASAP... AND GET TECH!!!" yelled Spitfire, frantic to get the mare proper help.

"Yes ma'am!" the two colts replied and quickly went into the Bunker, Snow groaning in pain.

"Spitfire, come! Hurry!" Cloudchaser urged the orange mare, still holding the door open.

Spitfire looked back before gasping, seeing the ring of fire a couple feet away. She dove into the bunker and slammed the door shut just as the wave of fire hit.

Everything shook as Spitfire hugged Cloudchaser. "You okay?"

The grey mare hugged tightly back. "Yes... Yes, I'm okay. Oh, goddess... Spitfire... I'm so happy you made it," she said as she began to sob.

"I told you I'd come back. How's your sister?"

"She's fine. Only some bruises and the shock of what happened. But, what about that mare you brought with you? The one that looked really bad," she replied, still sobbing as she looked up at Spitfire with her tear-stained face.

Spitfire placed a hand on Cloud's cheek and wiped her tears away with her thumb. "Her name's Snow Storm. A couple colts, uh... blew up her transport... She's lost one of her arms and one of her legs... and one of her eyes... I've sent her to Tech so that maybe... maybe he can help her..."

"Oh, goddess... I can't imagine what pain she must be in... And... you really think that... Tech may be able to help her? How? Is he a doctor?" Chaser asked as she stopped sobbing, sniffling.

"He... He's a technician. A really good one from what I'm told, so... hopefully he can... help. I'm thinking some prosthetic robotic limbs, yeah? So she can walk again. What do you think?"

Cloudchaser smiled weakly. "I hope, for her sake, that he is able to help her..." she mumbled.

Spitfire smiled. "Yeah... She may be a little slow, but... at least she'll have a chance at a normal life..."

Chaser nodded and smiled. "What now? I mean... what shall we do now that... you know... that meteor..." the grey mare started to ask.

"We'll wait it out down here. Maybe one day we'll be able to leave and repopulate..."

Cloudchaser nodded slowly and nuzzled Spitfire's chest. "I... I feel tired... I guess, all that happened today, was just too much for me," she mumbled and closed her eyes.

Spitfire chuckled. "Come with me... Let me show you around."