The Pasts Frozen Heart

Speaker, not having said anything upon entering the gates, looked at Frostfeather, then looked at Switch, "Well, first we have to see if we eat the same things, of course."

"I hope so," Leafy muttered. Until they learned how to get back - she hadn't managed to catch whether this was a different country or another realm altogether - they would have to stay, and she was guessing that would be a long time. A day or two, at the least. She didn't want to starve.

They walked until Frostfeather stopped in front of a large building a large blue cross with white wings on the side rested on a nearby sign. As she opens the door pulling her cart in with her she motions them inside before pushing the cart into a corner. All around them glowing orbs of many colors floated in clear glass jars that sat on towering selves. If one were to look closer they would see each shelf was labeled with an emotion, Happiness,sadness, anger, ect ect.

One  part of the shop held a glass window another room could be seen on the other side. Unlike the carpeted floor of the shop this room had a stone floor strange runes and symbols could be seen carved deep into the walls and floor. "This way please" Frost Feather says as she opens a door a stairway leading upwards stood beyond it "My home is upstairs"

Crystal Belle turns away from the glowing orbs and strange runes slowly limping towards the door just wanting to get off her hooves quickly as now out of the cold her sprains of her wing and hoof had started to swell.

Switchblade followed casually, whistling as he went up the stairs "So I guess your job is to harvest emotion, then. At least, that's what I can gather from your decor." he said to Frostfeather.

A quick flick of her mane, and Leafy followed, thankful for her less than thin coat. I knew there was some advantage to that! she thought, noting the others' shivers. Excluding Switchblade, but he had armor, which she guessed protected him from the cold.

"Harvesting emotions?" Speaker said quizzingly

"Its a bit more then that, I'm what would be called...now what is the words you ponies use..?" She says before a few whispers,like wind going through branches escape her mouth before she realizes that they could no longer understand her,causing her to quickly switch back to their language. "Forgive me I have forgotten you can not understand my peoples language.."She then was shocked to hear Crystal reply

"The words you are looking for are Midwife and Surrogate."

Frost Feather blinked before smiling "Yes I believe that is what I am, I care for the emotions that are used in our creation and if needed offer the final piece needed for a Snowpony to be fully born, Life Force"

She says with a smile "A job not many would take but one I do happily. Now please sit while I make something up for you all." She says pointing towards a table as they walking into her small but comfy looking flat.

Switchblade smiles, intrigued by the complex ways in which this place worked, but also slightly worried about not being able to return to his home. He sat down at the table and looked up sadly at the ceiling.