As Fluttershy walked back to her cottage her stomach began to growl and groan. "Oh my, I didn't realize how hungry I was."

Suddenly, a thought began forming, unbidden to her mind. What would it be like to be a predator? If she was a predator she could control the pony population and contribute to the natural order even more.

But where to start? Her friends or random strangers, or maybe she should start with smaller prey?