When I finally regained enough consciousness to understand that I was awake, I was surprised to find my torso had been secured by a rope. “What the—” I choked on my words as I looked around the room and found myself surrounded by… uh, bat-ponies? They all looked like little horses with bat wings — a kind that looked just as impractical as the Changeling's wings only more avian and less bug-like — and all had coats of various shades of black and purple.