Two sides, same coin
On the side of a little cobblestone road, lies a noble carriage with its silk curtains burning and Silver horses ripped apart, dead guardsmen lay around on the frosty earth, their orange and grey gear either damaged beyond value or missing. The family chest of the noble Sunblaze house shines in the setting light.
The raiders are long gone having taken anything that they deemed valuable enough to either keep for themselves or sell to anyone willing to buy the stolen goods. Leaving behind a small sliver-furred creature shivering in the harsh Northern cold.
“Hewwo, is thewe anyone who wiww hewp Siwvew Heawt, pwease?”
It cried out, only to be answered by the howling of a wintrous wind. The bare trees creek ominously, as if readying to break under the force of the wind and the weight of the heavy winter snow. A small orb of yellow light glows on the tip of its horn.
A brown furred creature ploughs though the snow, towards the source of the light. It seems to not be bothered much by the winter chill, Its own horn bathed in a sickly green light, revealing the wings on its back. Eventually the two fluffies meet.
When the brown one comes close enough to be seen clearly by Sliver Heart, he sees the wings on the back of the larger other and sharp fangs when they try to give a reassuring smile. The realisation hits the smaller unicorn shortly after.
“Munstah, you am mustah.” Silver Heart’s yellow eyes grow with fear. He stays put, trying to figure out how to find help.
“Greeting, what am your name?” The brown Alicorn speaks very clearly without a hint of a lisp, seemingly unfazed by the other’s words.
Silver Heart takes a deep breath, realising that the monster in front of him may be his only help and answers:
“Fwuffy am Swivew Heawt. Yours?”
“Onyx, Onyx Metalhunter, would want stay at fortress? Have warmth and nummies.”
“Ye, Siwvew Heawt wan go.”
As the two fluffies walk together towards the old stone fortress, talking to fill-in time, Sliver Heart presses himself farther into onyx’s thick fur, grateful for the warmth. Onyx lightly warps his wing around the short-fur unicorn, shielding the other from some of the twilight winds.