[Just introducing the other two ;3 ]

[h1][color=teal][center]The Changeling Crew[/center][/color][/h1]
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As far as they were concerned, it had just been another day in the 'wonderful' land of Equestria, with their ship cloaked over the air-space of the Ever-free where almost no-pony would ever go, especially with the unruly weather that they couldn't control and the ambient critters that populated the forest floor. It was the perfect temporary base of operations they could use to skim off the ambient emotions of the local town without them actually knowing.

Of course, they kept eyes on the giant colt stomping around off in the distance... They weren't particularly keen on his presence, he tended to taint the emotional pool with fear, worry, and sometimes... other emotions. Whether he did things that would sic the princesses on him or not, he was a nuisance to their harvesting quality. Of course, this was less of a problem at the moment, being that most pony's were asleep around this time, and they had retired to their ship to minimize risks for the night as well...

That didn't last long though, as something happened they were certain would wake every pony all the way to the capital!

Great masses of fear, Panick, and metal fell from the sky, shaking the landscape harder than the giant brat ever could, filling the night air with waves of dust and detritus, creating explosions and crashes the likes of which the nation hadn't seen since... The last time someone blew up Twilight's Library.

The fact they didn't 'need' to breath didn't make it any more pleasant for the air to be filled with dust, dirt, and flakes of wood... in-fact, it was terribly unpleasant, but lucky for them, they could simply raise the ship to a higher point to get above the cloud and take in the sight... The Ever-free had gained several new land-marks, they were quite distant, but they were quickly becoming more visible as the upper layer of dust drifted lower, most of them were in-fact much larger than the giant they'd been annoyed by, and though it undoubtedly woke everyone for miles, they counted themselves lucky they were near ponyville when this happened... Heavens, with how often that town was attacked by 'something', it should be no surprise they weren't drowning in blind panic... yet.

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[h1][center][color=purple]The Responders[/color][/center][/h1]
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The room was already in a fuss when it was graced with one of Equestria's darker beauties, come to make the call official, it appeared that someone had beat her to it... or perhaps.

"Princess! It was hard to miss what happened, even at this distance." None of them had stopped to waste time saluting or bowing, but the one that spoke was among the larger, and already nearly done suiting up. "We started preparations just short of Sixty Seconds ago, I assume you're here to send us out 'officially'?"

Her sister may not have liked the idea of a more 'war-ready' partition of their forces when they were technically at peace for centuries, even though she somehow doesn't count the repeated instances of invasion or evils raising tartarus on their land before being quelled, but 'she' was always proud of their efficiency and success at proving their worth... and certainly 'not' just because it gave her 'I was right' ammo with her sister, certainly not! "You are correct, Standard procedure as usual... though it does seem this event could be more demanding than your past endeavors."

"Azure mentioned something big fell from the sky... although, he worded it a bit more like 'The star-babies have come'." Mad giggling came from somewhere amidst the bundle of activity. "Are we thinking 'worst case'?"

"Close, but not quite, All accounts thus far sound like crashing instead of landing. I am going to wake my sister shortly, now that reactions are organized, Once you have recon'ed the site, we will know if we must step in or not."

"Alpha Leader! All prepared and accounted for." Almost as one the activity ceased, and the crew had lined up to await orders, with a smooth sharpness that always reminded her of militaries of old.

"Welp! No time to waste then! See you soon princess!" And like that they were filing out the window... It was an excessively casual fare-well, but the meaning was always clear and remarkably simple, a promise to return successfully, he never started a mission sounding like he expected death or injury, only return and success.

In the middle of the night no-one could really see the smokey trails of a team of fliers making off with the kind of speed that would disrupt weather patterns and create those trails.