Hurting

Sad time!

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Prism: Doooove? Where are you?

Star: Où es tu?

Prism: You really think she's out here? Maybe she headed back home when it started raining

Star: We would've seen her right? There's only one path.

Prism: ....... Maybe she went off the path.

Star: Off the path? Mrs. Trixie said that Dove just walks the trail every once in a while to relax. What would she want to see in these cruddy woods anyways?

Prism: I dunno. Birds?

Star: Maybe. How about we split up. I'll go left, you go right.

Prism: 'Kay
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Star: Dove? Où es tu? Please come out! *ear twitches* What's that sound? *follows noise* Dove?

Dove: Graah! *repeatedly hits horn on tree*

Star: *runs over to Dove* Dove! Stop! Arrêtez!

Dove: *continues screaming and banging horn on tree*

Star: DOVE! Arrêtez! *puts wing over her*

Dove: *stabs horn into tree and looks up* S-Starburst?

Star: Are you okay? What are you doing? Qu'est-ce que tu fais?

Dove: *shaking*

Star: Qu'est-ce que tu fais???

Dove: Elle ne cassera pas (it won't break)......

Star: What?

Dove: S'il vous plait, partez (Please leave). You don't need to see me like this.

Star: *looks at all the scratch marks on the tree* D-dove.... are.....are you hurting yourself?

Dove: ................

Star: Pourquoi (Why)??? How long have you been doing this???

Dove: .................... since I was young....

Star: Is this where you go when you take those walks??? Do your parents know about this??? 

Dove: *shakes head*

Star: Dove, this is bad! What's wrong?

Dove: ............... I don't............. like who I am....

Star: !!! B-but..... you're Dove the Extraordinary! You're the most confident pony I know!

Dove: Confidence does not mean self-love.

Star: Dove...........

Prism: Star? Dove? Where are you? I heard yelling and– O-oh.....

Star: *looks up at Prism with fear in her eyes*

Prism: Dove, are you okay?

Dove: *nods*

Star: No you're not!

Prism: Uhhh.... do you need help getting unstuck from this tree?

Dove: *shakes head*

Prism: *looks at Star in confusion*

Star: Why do you not like who you are?

Dove: ....... do you know what it's like to live in fear of yourself?

Star: I.... no. What do you mean?

Dove: I'm a danger to myself and everypony around me..... My magic..... I can't control it...... even the simplest of spells end up in disaster.  I don't even have to be thinking about using a spell and things.... bad things happen.... I just want it to end.

Star: no......

Dove: The only time I feel safe is when my horn is broken. So I can't use magic.  But now, it's stronger, and I can't break it. I just.... Je ne veux pas être une licorne (I don't want to be a unicorn)! 

Prism: W-what'd she say?

Star: She doesn't want to be a unicorn.

Dove: I want to be like you two and fly free as a pegasus........... But..... as a unicorn, I feel so trapped....

Star: Dove........ I never knew you felt this way............... 

Prism: Hey, let's get out of the rain....... Dove, we need to go back to your house and let your parents know about this. It's extremely unhealthy to keep this to yourself.

Dove: *angrily* I'm fine
Prism: No you're not! Look, when I was little I wished I was born as a unicorn or an earth pony because I was scared of heights. I knew I'd be forced to learn how to fly at some point. Especially with parents who were Wonderbolts. Yes, I got over it but, all that time I kept my fear to myself got me nowhere. You need to tell somepony. Now let's go. You're going to get sick out here.

Dove: ................... *slowly gets up*

Star: *nudges Dove* C'mon. After we tell your parents we can go to my mom and ask her for help. She'll know what to do.

Dove: *nods slowly*

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Dove's a little more complex than you think


I'm probably gonna redo this picture since this is just a sketch lol.

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