"Sister." Luna took a deep breath, trying her best to navigate what could easily be a terrible conversation. "Is there something you wish to speak of?" From across the breakfast table, Celestia blinked. "What do you mean, Luna?" Luna cleared her throat. "I sense…" Careful, Luna, careful. "I sense something is amiss with you. An agitation deep within you. An agitation that should be dealt with as it may… surface in unwelcome ways." Celestia frowned. "Agitation? I'm perfectly fine," she replied.…- 2.8 K • Ongoing
