Our helicopter arrived at a good spot so we set up camp and then later went to sleep. Except for me and Chrysalis because the both of us didn't really like to sleep. So instead we whispered commenti back and forth about opinions, wondering how our fan are back home. I asked my friend ,"Do te think the fan miss us?" she looked at me with surprise and detto ,"Well of coarse they do" and so i smiled at her comment. ,"Hey Chrysalis?.." I asked silently. My friend replied ,"Yes?" I asked her ,"What is it like to be a changeling?"Chrysalis responded da saying ,"Well being a changeling is no different from being a regular pony except our legs have holes in them and our wings are a little different also". I was interested in my best friend's perspective thinking that they aren't much different.