Sierra’s Pony

Pie





Sierra stared down at her partner, master, friend and lover. Artemis was a… strange sort. When she’d met him, he was transporting gems to the little troll, Flurry Heart. Then she’d made a meal of him but something… changed. Something about him was different. He hadn’t been afraid when she’d eaten him. Hadn’t eve

The Prince and his Predator.





She said her name was Sierra, like the desert in Saddle Arabia. Twelve feet of gorgeous black scales. Wings large enough to provide shade for six ponies. Her neck was sinuous and powerful, her tail just as majestic. All four of her paws ended in razor sharp claws that she could use with the delicate precision of acupuncture needles. And I was absolutely in love. Many ponies would sco