Lush hills of endless green and the odd yellow contrasted against the bright blue sky of one insignificant Summer day. Normally, a place as flat as this would make it inhospitable to fluffies, but a giant Sequoia tree provided ample shelter, its outstretched verdant leaves shielding a particular herd from rain, sun and wind.
“Gib bestest smawty bewwy nummies fow bestest famiwy NAO!” A pudgy earthy stallion demanded, stomping his little brick red hooves and tossing his dark brown mane impatiently.
He sat in the shade of the Giant Sequoia Tree, watching his herd graze.
Moments later some fluffies trudged towards the smarty, various berries stuffed in their fur.
They shook the berries from their fur, unceremoniously shooed away as a silky maned mare shoved her way to the berries.
She was a light pink unicorn, smarting a fine mane of indigo, but her beauty greatly contrasted her piggish nature as she stuffed her face, cooing to the red earthy.
“Mawch am suuu stwong!” She nuzzled the smarty’s chest, and his cheeks swelled in affirmation.
“An babbehs am BESTEST babbehs!” March added.
A little way away from the proud parent’s were the two foals.
The filly was light pink with a darker curly pink mane named Rose, while the colt was a rich blue with a dark brown mane, named Muscari.
It tugged at the heartstrings of the two fluffies to see their children sleeping peacefully.
But that peace was to be disrupted.
At the very edge of the Sequoia’s shadow lay a stone grey stallion, with a striped mane.
He thought of March as a stupid and selfish smarty, and his complacent mate was no better.
He knew he’d make a better leader.
He knew.
While March’s family grew fat on berries and snacks, he had been planning a revolution. He simply couldn’t stand to see how the smarty and his family mistreated everyone below him…
Yes. His hooves pawed the Earth beneath him; just thinking of the glorious day made his golden eyes glitter with anticipation.
Just a few more days.