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Zaphyrus was on her regular patrol of the Streets of Canterlot, in a melancholy mood. Most of her friends and superiors in the Solar Guard had been sent to Ponyville to fight, leaving the Guard left behind to patrol the Capital spread very thin. Shifts were now longer, and to compensate but still keep combat training, she no longer had any free time, and was now on six hours sleep a day, which was not enough for the muscular mare.
It was on this patrol that Zephyrus noticed smoke in a part of the city not on her route. If she recalled correctly, that was Tech's route. Even so, that might be Griffins. Zephyrus could not afford to leave anything to chance, so she flapped her wings free of her mostly ceremonial armour, and flew over to the fire.
When she landed, she saw that Tech was approaching. She also saw a pony....dragging a bloody pony away, and falsely assumed that he was a civilian dragging an injured friend free of the fire. The Guard approached quickly. "are you okay?" she asked quickly. "I can help take you and your friend to the infirmary. Can you tell me what happened here?"
By the time she'd finished talking, she'd almost reached him.
Zaphyrus was on her regular patrol of the Streets of Canterlot, in a melancholy mood. Most of her friends and superiors in the Solar Guard had been sent to Ponyville to fight, leaving the Guard left behind to patrol the Capital spread very thin. Shifts were now longer, and to compensate but still keep combat training, she no longer had any free time, and was now on six hours sleep a day, which was not enough for the muscular mare.
It was on this patrol that Zephyrus noticed smoke in a part of the city not on her route. If she recalled correctly, that was Tech's route. Even so, that might be Griffins. Zephyrus could not afford to leave anything to chance, so she flapped her wings free of her mostly ceremonial armour, and flew over to the fire.
When she landed, she saw that Tech was approaching. She also saw a pony....dragging a bloody pony away, and falsely assumed that he was a civilian dragging an injured friend free of the fire. The Guard approached quickly. "are you okay?" she asked quickly. "I can help take you and your friend to the infirmary. Can you tell me what happened here?"
By the time she'd finished talking, she'd almost reached him.