Raven Flame woke from an aching that covered her entire body. The painful burn made her nauseous and her joints brittle like glass. Despite doing almost nothing physical the previous day, her muscles had been so weak her that the process of them rebuilding had already begun.

Raven stared at the orange filly sleeping next to her, the pony's hooves still holding her. She decided to let Scootaloo sleep a bit longer and she would enjoy the warmth she provided from the steadily increasing cold air. Eventually the filly's snoring was getting a little exhausting on her ears.

"Scootaloo…" Raven Flame whispered quietly, but the filly didn't move. "SCOOTALOO!" she screamed.

Scootaloo bounced out of the bed and crashed onto the ground, "What is it, what's wrong?"

Raven turned her body slowly towards the filly, "Nothing!" she said innocently.

"Why were you screaming then?" Scootaloo asked still sounding concerned.

Raven's face covered with an obnoxious grin, "Because I wanted to annoy you and because you were snoring."

"I do not snore!"

Raven Flame rolled her eyes, "Yeah, okay sure." She tried to sit herself up, though she had slightly more mobility than before, but with the nauseating pain she gave up. She let out an irritated groan from her new found dependency on the orange filly. Reluctantly she asked, "Can you help me up?"

Scootaloo clambered back onto the bed and nudged her slowly over the edge. Raven Flame landed on her hooves, what seemed like thousands of needles stabbing into her from the impact and her legs soon collapsed. She whimpered and tried to curl up and rub the sores to soothe the pain but her limbs barely budged.

"Are you okay?"

"What do you think?" Raven replied irritably.

"Uh… no?"

"I can barely move and every time I do it feels like I'm being kicked in the face!" Raven screamed, her eyes starting to well up, "I don't know where my parents and they both think I'm dead, because I WAS dead." Everything that was happening finally started to overwhelm her and the tears came trickling down, "So no, I'm not okay!"

Scootaloo hugged the sobbing Pegasus and then disappeared into the room where she stored the supplies. A few seconds later she returned with a roll of white bandages. She lifted Raven's hooves and tightly wrapped the cloth around each of them.

At first the pressure of the bandages stung at her. They made her feel as if her bones were going to crack and shatter. After giving it sometime the pain began to subside and soon the frailness faded as well. She blinked away her tears and smiled, "Thank you…"

Scootaloo dried off Raven's tears, "If they get too tight just let me know, 'kay?"

Raven made a tiny nodding motion with her head that she guessed wouldn't be seen, "Okay…"

"Are you sure you still want to leave today?"

"Yes I'm sure. The longer we wait the smaller chance we have of finding Dashie, or Applejack."

"Okay." Scootaloo said still feeling a little uncomfortable with the idea, "Last night I went through what supplies I had managed to pull together and I think we should have enough to make it to Canterlot."

Raven Flame could tell that she had something more to add, "But?"

Scootaloo grinned, "EXCEPT we don't have a tent…"

Raven groaned at the word choice, "So what do we do about that?"

"Well, you sit here like a good little pony." Scootaloo patted her on the head, "And I'll go search pony's homes for a tent."

"If I could move I'd kick you all the way to Canterlot." Raven grumbled beneath her breath.

"I'll be back soon." Scootaloo hovered at the doorway, "But if I'm not back in a few hours, it means the zombie ponies got me." Raven scoffed and watched as she let out a spooky cackle and closed the door behind her.

Trotting through the streets Scootaloo wondered where to check first. She stared at the boarded up door of Sugar Cube Corner. Although Pinkie Pie was a crazy pony who kept a wide assortment of things, she doubted that a pony like Pinkie would have forgotten something.

"Where would I find a tent?" she asked herself aloud hoping it would spark an idea and it did. She remembered the sporting goods store at the edge of town where she had bought her scooter at years ago.

After a near ten minute journey, the cold and strong wind slowing her down drastically, she finally arrived at the boarded up shop. She tried wiggling the doorknob but not to her surprise though, it was locked. She slowly circled around the building until she found a partially boarded up window that had a space large enough for her to crawl through.

Scootaloo picked up a nearby rock and smashed it into the glass repeatedly until it finally broke. She cleared off the sharp edges that still remained and pushed herself through the hole. She hopped down, the sound of glass crunching beneath her hooves making her jump.

She laughed at herself for being so easily startled and returned to the task at hoof. Most of the store had been emptied out already, though a few pony coats and winter hats still lay on the shelves. With the increasing cold Scootaloo decided that they would need anything they could get their hooves on to keep warm.

Rummaging through the shelves of empty boxes, she found one still sealed. Chewing off the tape with her teeth she pulled it open to find a bundle of large sleeping bags. Not what she had hoped for but again useful and she removed that from the container as well.

Finally Scootaloo went through to the last aisle of the shop and to her astonishment found that it had remained mostly untouched. There were rows and rows of camping supplies, she giggled maniacally at her vast selection. She knew she shouldn't be picky but with so many choices she couldn't help it.

After nearly twenty minutes of weighing the pros and cons between her every option she finally decided on a tent. Realizing she was carrying too much to bring back by herself she pulled one of the carts that had been left behind and filled it with the tent, blanket, coats and a few other items she deemed were necessities.

Scootaloo unlocked the entrance of the shop and rolled the cart outside. With the cold wind blowing with her it sped her up and she reached the abandoned house in a few minutes. She pushed open the door "I'm back!" she said excitedly.

"Oh thank baby ponies!" Raven Flame shouted.

Scootaloo tilted her head and looked at the Pegasus who laid on her back with her hooves in the air, "What happened to you?"

"When you left…" Raven huffed, "The wind blew in and knocked me over! I've been stuck like this for nearly an hour."

Scootaloo burst into laughter, "Sorry." She giggled as she pushed the pony back upright.

"Is that a… boogie board?" Raven Flame asked staring curiously at the cart filled with all sorts of random and most likely useless things.

Scootaloo chuckled nervously, "I guess I got a little carried away."

"You don't say…" Raven pulled her eyes away from the new supplies, "Well I'm ready to go when you are!"

"Okay." Scootaloo rushed back and forth between the supply room and the shopping cart until everything had been moved. She then tied a red wagon to the cart and dragged the gray Pegasus into it.

Raven Flame frowned as she laid on her back in the wagon her hooves sticking in the air once more, "This is so demeaning…"

Scootaloo had planned on leaving her that way just to irritate her but the fear of what the pony might do when she could move again won over and she returned Raven to her side. She opened the door and looked back at Raven, "You sure you want to do this?"

Raven Flame hesitated this time, considering what could happen with her disability. Finally she answered, "Yes, I'm sure."

Author's Notes

Don't worry every pony, we'll have some chapters about Rainbow Dash or Applejack soon!