Before Harmony blossomed, before Discord erupted, before History began, there were three tribes of ponies.

The first lived in the desert, where nothing grew. The second lived in the mountains, where nothing relented. The third lived in the jungle, where nothing surrendered.

All three tribes adapted. All three tribes survived. All three tribes lived. Yet none of them grew, none of them advanced, none of them flourished, until they had each other. This is the story of what they learned. This is the story of what they accomplished. This is the story of what they began.

Thanks to Sereg for prereading.