I might not update tomorrow. We're trying to save my 104 year old great grandmother. Wish us luck.
Gilda's Lament
Gilda sat silently at the edge of a cliff, looking into the forest below. Today had gone well, better than most days. She had caught enough food for her village to keep them going for at least another week. So now that she had that over with, what was there to do? The griffin closed her eyes, letting her thoughts drift back to the old days…
Gilda, younger, looked with a steely gaze into the horizon. Just another day of being teased by all the pegasi, nothing out of the ordinary. Gaining some respect as a griffon could be difficult, despite their fierce reputations. Maybe because of it. Around all the colts and fillies, she had to act tough, not show any weakness, play it cool. When she was alone, however, all the day's pent up frustration would let itself out, slowly at first, then all at once.
She cried for all the foals who made fun of her.
She cried for all the dirty looks older ponies gave her.
She cried for her parents, whose approval she craved so dearly.
She cried for herself, so she would know what to do. So she could make everypony like her, so her parents would look at her and smile.
"Are you alright?" came a voice from behind her.
"Go away," Gilda hiccupped. "Aren't you all happy enough to make fun of me during the day?"
She felt a form sit down next to her. "I'm not here to make fun of you. You looked really sad out here on your own. We could be friends!"
Gilda turned to see a bright blue pegasus filly with a lovely polychromatic mane. "I don't need any friends, I'm fine all by myself," she spat.
"Everypony can use a friend," replied the filly. She wrapped a hoof around the griffon. "I'm Rainbow Dash, and from now on I've always got your back."
I kinda liked this. Did you like it? Cuz I know I did. Of course I always like my writing.
This was for NovemberChild13.
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