...they can be spared...just this once.

     ...it pains you to leave such a magnificent sight. A few days unconscious without food has made you desperate, but even instinct isn't powerful enough to end a friendship as beautiful as that...besides, there should be plenty of opportunities in the town. They might not be as filling or satisfying, but at least they won't do too much damage, right?

     Despite your conflicting emotions and instincts, you must move on. It dawns on you as you walk away that you don't have enough energy to put up a disguise. Looks like you'll just have to be VERY good at sneaking around.

     Entering the town, you immediately dive into a nearby dark alley. Today must be a weekend, as many young ponies are running around gleefully enjoying their day off. Perfect. More love to go around, right?

     The population of ponies outdoors, however, comes with an unwanted sideffect; many more prying eyes roam the streets. Despite the amount of love going around, none of it is obtainable...yet.

     "Changelings are a cut above the usual brute monster because of their outstanding patience!" you remember your old hunting instructor used to say when you were just a larvae, "Without patience, we recklessly charge in without any regard for other hunters in the area"

     Right now, you have no idea if there were any other hunters in the area, but it would be impolite to raise awareness of changelings just in case there ARE. Besides, getting caught is a no go right now; after the Canterlot invasion you're pretty sure any changelings caught will face heavy consequences.

     No, you will wait...and wait...and wait...until the opportunity arises. And then, WAM! Stole your love!

A few hours later...

     You're much hungrier than before, and can even feet faint hints of starvation within your stomach...but it's about to pay off. An unsuspecting couples has just wandered into your range...you can begin to feed. With a mischievous snicker, your horn begins to light up...until you listen to their conversation.

     "...oh sweet CELESTIA, I'm gonna be a father!" the stallion smiled despite his mixed emotions.

     The mare laughed, "I know, isn't it exciting!?"

     He rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah, but...what if I'm not a good dad? What if the kid rejects me? I don't know ANYTHING about parenting"

     "Frank..."-the pregnant pony stopped walking and looked at him sternly-"you're going to be the BEST father in the world...I can feel it"

     He blushed violently, trying to speak understandable Equestrian, but to no avail. He was lovestruck.

     Without another word, the mare lightly grabbed him and started to furiously snog with him.

     The sight before you is...kind of disgusting, actually. Changelings have no real concept of love, considering changelings reproduce by gathering love from ponies to magically create eggs. Mates aren't in your genetic code. Offspring, however, are. Any one changeling would willingly give its life to protect an egg, even if it wasn't its own.

     ...that child will grow up without two parents, if you drain their love.

     "Eh..." you wonder aloud, "...can I wait until the next one?"

     Your stomach responds, "No"

     "But...the child" you protest.

     "Buck the child," it growls, "reproduction isn't MY job, so I could honestly care less"

     Sighing, you look back up to the couple...they're walking away. They'll be out of your range if you don't act soon.

     What will you do?

Choice:

1. Eh...alright. They can go...but the next chance I get, I'm going for it. Click here

2. I might not get such a delicious opportunity like this again, I have to take it! +10 sin Click here