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MangoTango Island was a very jungly looking place. After thanking Monty, the trio decided it be best just to make a fire and camp out on the beach for the night. DarkHeart, being the oldest and 'bravest', was sent out to gather firewood.

Grumbling as she stumbled along in the dark, DarkHeart ran into everything and broke off what felt like wood. "But DarkHeart, you're the oldest, you should go into the jungle!" She grumbled in a horrible imitation of Flicker. "I'm gonna hurt that dragon if I find my way out of here." She griped. Throwing the sticks she had managed to gather, she stomped brattily along, feeling around for things.

That is before she ran into something very solid and warm.

Falling backwards she shook her head in confusion as she tried to figure out what she ran into. Sitting there in a kind of daze until she hear a male voice.

"Uhm...you alright?"

"Wh-who are you?" DarkHeart squeaked, okay, rule number one in her book was, when you run into something at night it's probably not a good thing.

"I'm Tiger...but who are you?" The voice asked, not recognizing DarkHeart's voice.

"I'm-I'm..I'm..."

"Nice to meet you I'm." The voice, belonging to someone named Tiger, joked.

"I'm DarkHeart." She finally managed to get it out.

"DarkHeart? Nice...." The male said. Neither could see one another, but guessing from what she had run into, he was bigger than her, and he could guess she was smaller than him. "You dropped your sticks." He stated obviously.

"My what? Oh oh! My sticks! Right!" DarkHeart hurriedly got up and started feeling around for the lost sticks, also feeling someone helping her, and occasionally rubbing her back with his nose as he did so. 'Yeah, come light one of us or both of us will be screaming.' DarkHeart thought. She guessed he was a pony, from his nose rubbing against her back as he put various sticks he found on the ground back onto her back.

"Are you a pony?" DarkHeart asked as she decided she had found all of them, looking back at the darkness her helper was in.

"Er...Well I guess you could say I am...more of a pegasus I guess, but I don't look like many of those normal earth ponies or pegusus." He answered.

"Oh." DarkHeart replied, "Uhm well, I gotta go back...my friends need fire and uh..."

"Alright, uhm, why don't I come with you to make sure you don't run into anything else?"

"Tha...that would be nice. Uhm thanks."

The two ponies started walking through the jungle back towards the beach. DarkHeart wasn't sure if they would come out where she had originally come from, but she could atleast see her helper in the waining gibbious moonlight.

Breaking through the treeline into the sandy beach, she was waiting for 'Tiger' to notice her black coat as she walked out into the moonlit beach, but the gasp, the questions...the obvious statement....they never came. Looking back at Tiger, she was the one to gasp actually.

He was proud and strong looking male pony, very defined muscles underneath his orange coat. He had a beautiful designed coat of stripes, so dark of a blue they looked black. His eyes were a deep bark moist blue, and his mane was a creamy color like the white of his undersides, with strips of his stripes running through them sometimes. His wings were tucked beside him The tips looking as if they were also tipped with white color, and wings striped. His tail was much like a tiger's tail, which split into two tails near the end of the tail, both tail endings tipped with that dark blue of his stripes. On his hind looked to be the symbol of a tiger roaring.

DarkHeart just stared at him amazed. He was more beautiful than any male she had ever seen in Dream Valley, though there were every few, they were usually very handsome.....but he....they couldn't even compare to him in her standards now!

Tiger shifted alittle uncomfortably under her wide eyed stare. She was a very pretty pony. He'd never really seen other ponies, except for the few that he had seen before his orange pegasus mother had taken him away to MangoTango island. But he'd never seen a dark coated pony like that, nor one with that striaght or color of hair, her eyes were also a very pretty amythest color. And her marking, thought alittle strange, maybe ominous, was very intruiging. He wondered slightly what she would look like with wings.

"Uhm...something wrong DarkHeart?" He asked gently.

DarkHeart broke out of her daze, shaking her head violently, "No No, sorry, nothing's wrong, I've just never...You've...uhm...your coat is very beautiful." She said finally, cheeks turning crimson under her black fur.

"Oh, well I like your coat too." Tiger said smiling.

Now she was blushing worse, so hard she thought her fur might be turning red. "Uhm...thank you, um...let-let's go find my friends."

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after walking along the beach awhile, DarkHeart finally spotted Rattles, "Rattles!"

"Dare she is Fwicker!" Rattles called, gallopping on her short tinie legs to her sister. Tiger looked at DarkHeart, "So that's Rattles?" He asked. While they had walked, DarkHeart had explained the whole sitiuation to Tiger. Tiger, after living on the island so long, knew exactly where to find the jewel for them. "Yep, that's my little sister." DarkHeart replied.

"Ooooo, who dis?" Rattles asked, looking up at Tiger, smiling. "Did DawkHeawt find herself a wiald man?" Rattles asked cheekily. Oh Yeah, really innocent child.

"Um Rattles, this is Tiger, he lives on this island and knows where the jewel is. Tiger, this is Rattles, my little sister." DarkHeart introduced.

"Pweasure to met ya!" Rattles said happily, shaking hooves with him.

Finally Flicker trotted up to the group, blinking at Tiger, "Whoa...nice coat." Was the first thing to tumble out of the dragon's mouth.

"Thanks." Tiger replied.

"Uhm, DarkHeart you got the firewood?" Flicker asked, going onto a new subject.

"Yeah." She said, dropping it down on the sandy beach, "Light it up."

Flicker took a deep breath and blew as hard as he could onto the sticks, tiny little splarks [Splarks(my word): something in between a small flame and a spark] splashing out onto the sticks, catching light and starting up a small fire.

"Stay with us tonight." DarkHeart invited.

"Alright. Sure hope it doesn't rain." Tiger smiled at his little joke as he made himself a bed around the fire. Rattles waited for DarkHeart to situate herself and plopped down beside her, as Flicker took another side on the fire.

"Tomorrow the jewel hunt begins..." DarkHeart murmured to Tiger as she drifted to sleep, Rattles and Flicker soon following.

Staring at the flames, Tiger wondered about the future, "Yeah...tomorrow."