[i](Amon Crystis)[/i]

Amon trotted up to the rather infamous Redheart Refuge. A city that was much more than a glorified refuge camp as it was perhaps the only place left in Equestria where all manner of ponies managed to coexist, well except changelings anyway. Of course at the moment Amon looked nothing like a changeling as he had been traveling in disguise the whole way from House Whitegold, depending on what type of ponies he could meet along the way he had changed his appearance accordingly. For the most part he had managed to avoid other creatures along the way but he had a few close calls but his infiltration skills pulled him through. As he neared the large city, disguised as rather common, pony of fortune he really had to consider the options before him.

Amon was a changeling through and through so at first he had considered attempting to hide his identity but despite how good he was there was always the chance at being discovered. Also when he had paid closer attention to his dream he quickly realized that he had been in his regular changeling form. The dream had a magical air to it, meaning it was some kind of message rather than some random, repeating dream, meaning a vision. He still could not fathom the reason why he, a changeling, had received such a vision but the reality was quickly approaching him as he made his way to the location of destiny. As a vision there was a high chance he was not the only one who had received the dream and therefore, he would be expected to attend the meeting as his true self. The implications of a changeling helping out Equestria was still quite a mindblowing premise, both as a potential act of treachery against his queen and as one of the most unique partnerships in perhaps the history of Equestria.

So Amon had decided that he needed to reveal himself at Redheart's Refuge but the question was when. After considering his options he had decided it would be best to reveal his identity at the gate, so if need be he could escape if needed. Waiting to reveal his identity in the heart of the city would be suicidal. He hoped that he would not need to flee and that by following his vision, he could find a new way of doing things for the greater good of Equestria, and consequently, the Changeling Kingdom.

As Amon approached the gate, still in disguise at this point he noticed what appeared to be the beginnings of a confrontation between two pegasi, who both appeared to be going to the city, meaning they were probably deserters from House Stormwind. He tried to remember if they had appeared in his dreams or not but at the moment he could not remember too many details. As he decided what to do his thoughts were interrupted by a voice coming from behind him on the road, "Whoa there fillies! Y'all just relax fur a spell before any pony does sumthin' they'll be regretin'!" Only one type of pony would speak in such a unique way, an Earth Pony from House Earthborn.

[i](Sunny Orchards)[/i]

It had been a long and dusty road for Sunny as she had slipped through areas full of Earthborn patrols on her way to freedom and a better way of life for everypony. At first she had not given much thought to the dreams but when they had repeated themselves for so darn long she had finally realized that it was calling, for something that she could stake her hoofs in without feeling terrible for helping out a house that would treat another pony so cruelly for just having something that regular earth ponies did not have. Due to her experience seeing firsthand how cruel House Earthborn had become under the Ever Vigilant's iron rule, especially after the incident involving the sawing off of a unicorn's horn when he obviously needed medical attention first, had been more than ready to desert the House, but the dreams had given her the direction she needed to find somewhere she could still make a difference.

As a regular on patrols, as well as being one of the finest Appleoosan Rangers around, Sunny Orchards knew exactly how to survive off the land and avoid her ex-house's army patrols. It had not been easy of course but her skill more than made her able to complete the task and now, the city of her often happening dreams was filling up her vision. She had never been the RedHeart's refuge so it was quite a sight to see for herself. The city was considered to be full of traitors and ponies who did not have the guts to stand up with their brethren and now she was about to become one of those traitors. She felt of course, some sadness for having left her companions in the army but that same army had taken her away from what she loved to do, ranching, and was too hardcore and downright despicable for her to stay. With each step, she was getting closer and closer to a new way of life, though there seemed to be a little trouble up ahead.

In front of her were a pony of fortune, who she admitted she had no real love for since they did whatever the heck kind of job possible for the right amount of coin, and two pegasi, one of which had a sword ready to do battle with the other one. There was going to be no pony blood spilled today on her watch! Without missing a step, Sunny charged forward, "Whoa there fillies! Y'all just relax fur a spell before any pony does sumthin' they'll be regretin'!" Sunny rushed past the pony of fortune and managed to at least get near enough to intervene if necessary. "For land sakes lets not get our mane's in a bunch at the front gates!"