[FO:E] The Southern Wasteland of Equestria 1

[Rebonack]

[Unity Outpost]

"Fantasia," the little filly replies with a small sniff. Her coat is a dark mulberry and her mane cotton-candy pink. The poor thing doesn't even have her cutie mark yet.

For a moment or two she just stands there, her body quivering in fear. It's obvious enough that she's trying to be brave. That she's trying to be a big pony.

But...

That's just beyond her right now.

Her resolve crumbles and she wraps her hooves around Ebon's leg and begins to cry.