“…Rainbow Dash?” A soft voice cuts across the silence of the forest. I freeze in place, and every hair on my mane stands up in shock. I slowly turn to look in the direction of the voice, and there she is.
About fifteen feet away, sitting under a tree, was Fluttershy. I wanted to curse myself for walking right past her, but I’m too much in shock to actually see Fluttershy here in the forest. Her hooves and lower legs were caked with mud, and she was wearing a tattered bedsheet as some sort of skirt to cover her rear half. Her mane and tail were a mess of dirt and leaves, and a cat and several random birds were seated around her.