Buck yes.
[Sweet. Alright, I shall make the first post.]
A changeling groaned as it awakened, deep within the Badlands outside of Equestria. It’s head pounded with a headache, achieved by receiving too many new signals from the body without time to get used to them. It knew there was something wrong with its body. That much was clear to it. The question it was about to answer as it opened its eyes, though, was what was wrong.
It looked back at itself, thankful the blazing sun didn’t immediately blind it. It let out a choked chirp of shock as it saw its body. It held a holed hoof to its throat at the realization that it couldn’t seem to speak too. At least not in common tongue. It looked back at itself for a few moments, contemplating why it was changed, and where it was, before letting out a determined chirp of impassioned declaration and got up to search for civilization.