"She's moving the entire hive to attack Canterlot. I knew he was determined, but this... this is an all-or-nothing gamble. She fails, every bug in here will be in trouble. There's no retreating, because the place you'd hide at is done with. But between the magic nullifying throne and the motherfucking dragons dragging this place... hah, dragons draggin', puns... wait, what was I saying?" you asked, totally derailing yourself, just as you wish you could for this hive, except there wasn't even a set of tracks.