“Sooooo… why do you look like Princess Twilight?” Sunset asks, more curious then confused.
“Because it is a form you would not be alarmed by and will feel mostly comfortable with. She is a symbol of comfort to most of Equestria. I can take another form if you prefer.”
Twilight seemed to melt away in a cloud of magic which seeped to the ground, glowed white and then reformed into the tall figure of Celestia.
“Such as this form.”
Sunset’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at the shimmering new form. “Mom…” she whispered, before shaking her head to correct herself. “I… I don’t know what to say…”
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