(Story extract)
 
I trotted along side Twintails, as Bloodbeak followed. Twintails stood before the crowd, looking it over, a solemn expression on his face. The large group of ponies muttered between themselves, a few attempting to warm and calm their children as a cold wind bit at their skin. Twintails took a deep breath, looking around at everyone. He sighed, lowering his head a little. We… we need to head out to Mooscow immediately. The weathers only going to get worse from here… He trailed off as the muttering increased a little in volume. The Stables still too radioactive to be safe. If were lucky, well be able to send a few ponies into it in a few days to gather your things, but… He took another deep breath, the group gathering up what they had been able to drag outside. Mooscows not far, well find shelter soon. He was about to turn away when Lonelyheart trotted up to him.
 
Twintails… about Gamma… I think you should know some things. His voice died, his bottom lip quivering a little. Twintails nodded and Lonelyheart turned back, trotting off, away from the group. Twintails started to follow him. I watched as he trotted away. Should I… he already tried once…