One night when RT was walking home late a bunch of rowdy intoxicated stallions began pony whistling her as she trotted past, head looking at the floor. They were being really derogatory to the poor mare saying awful things like they’d ‘tap those fat flanks’ after enough apple ciders. The kept edging toward her, trying to block her path. The poor girl was really scared and tried not to make eye contact with them, covering her face and rear with her mane and tail respectively.  
She had never been so relieved to see Home Defence who happened to be patrolling the area that night. Although a big gentle lug he squared up to them, jumping in front of her teeth grinding and told them to get lost. His sheer size made the other stallions gallop off with their tail between their legs, screeching apologies; they didn’t fancy a beating from this strong boi with very powerful defensive magic to boot.
 
After they were out of sight Home Defence exhaled a large almost visible breath out of his nostrils then turned around to comfort the rainbow pone. He gave her a pat on the head and a stern look, saying she shouldn’t be on her own this late at night, there are bad ponies around. His grimace soon turned into a smile as she looked up to him with a guilty expression, tears welling up in her eyes.
 
The gentlecolt gave her a friendly hug and told her it was all going to be okay, she’s safe now, and proceeded to walk the mare home safely.
 
<3
 
Written and illustrated by the lovely :iconrainbowtashie: