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Stellaluna had always loved to stargaze, even when she was a young foal. On cloudless nights, she would go out of her family's cabin and stare up at the sky in wonder as the sun set and day turned to night. Her family joked around, saying that she was fated to love the stars given her markings. Her parents had told her more than once that if she loved stargazing so much, she ought to make a career of it. That's exactly what she ended up doing, too. Stellaluna had always been more interested in the mythos behind stars rather than their actual scientific backing. She didn't want to know how the stars she was looking at were already gone, erased by the passing of time that she could barely comprehend. No, she wanted to know the stories in the stars and how those stories were intertwined with the lives of ponies on the earth below them. So, she left her family cabin and went to find out.
Many years later and Stellaluna had made a name for herself. She was the renowned astrologist in the area, who could read the stars and tell you about what you had in store in your future. Her specialty and what seemed to bring back old customers and bring in new, were love readings. Thanks to the stars above and her own personal ability to judge a situation, she was able to make strong predictions of a pony's love life. She'd helped many ponies and it made her happy, but... she was envious too. For while she helped many creatures find the loves of their lives, she had yet to find hers. She couldn't very well do a prediction on herself, so she found herself stuck trying to find her desired partner the old fashioned way: going on dates.
Today's hadn't gone well. In fact, it had gone about as well as the others. They talked about themselves, about how they enjoyed moonlight strolls and stargazing (which is what she always looked for in other ponies) but the moment she mentioned her career... It went downhill from there. So she'd headed home early and packed up her gear to go into the mountains. When her parents moved closer into town, she got to keep the family cabin closer to the mountains themselves. Grumbling as she got some rope together, a themos full of cocoa (tiny marshmallows included) and a lantern, she stepped out into the snow and headed up the peaks. She traveled further and further up, moving slowly, but with experienced paws. She wouldn't call herself the greatest mountaineer in the world, but she'd grown up here. At least she was better off than the tourists that came by, slipping and stumbling anywhere there was snow. She rolled her eyes at the thought and smiled, her eyes forward. She would've kept going on until she reached the top of one of the mountains, had it not been for a flicker of movement that caught her eye. Turning her head and squinting, for the light was beginning to dim rapidly since the sun had set not long ago, she spotted a pony.
"Hey!" Stellaluna shouted over at the other pony. Was this a lost tourist or a fellow mountaineer? "Are you okay? Are you lost?" She called to them, starting her way over to them, just in time to see them walk right off the cliff side.
Stellaluna screamed. @houllow