Dear King Thorax,
I write to you in a moment of great peril.
My hive has recently come under attack by forces the likes of which we have never seen, and I fear for our continued existence. Just this morning a small group of vile creatures attacked one of our patrols. Ordinarily this would not be cause for alarm; you and I are both well aware many foul beasts stalk these lands. However, the mayhem these creatures displayed is indicative of a cruel nature no being of Equis can comprehend. The only survivor has been rendered nigh catatonic, and the bodies themselves were torn apart with such ferocity that we cannot tell what limb came from which body. What we did determine was the lack of any signs of predation. That is, they did not eat my changelings. Whatever manner of beast or demon these creatures are, they appear to have killed for sport, for want of a better term.
Earlier this evening, what I can only describe as a swarm of these creatures attacked our hive directly. Several dozen of these vile creatures burst from the stone walls of our canyon and poured into the hive, attacking indiscriminately and without a shred of mercy. They appeared so quickly I had no idea we were under attack until I heard the screaming of my changelings. We managed to drive the beasts back, but it came at a terrible cost. My hive has never been a large one. As such, almost half my changelings were slaughtered by these monsters, and we only managed to fell a hoofful of the attackers before they retreated.
Though you and I have never spoken, I feel it prudent to warn you of the coming danger. I am scared, Thorax. More scared than I have ever been. Not even when Princess Celestia herself stormed into my home to "set the record straight" with the changelings after that stunt my sister pulled did I feel as frightened as I do now. These beasts are utterly alien, devoid of even the smallest shred of Harmony, and ruthless beyond measure. I do not know what the coming days will bring, but I fear this may be the last you hear of me, for I would rather die fighting to protect my hive than ever capitulate to these monsters.
I pray that my daughter may find safety, as I have commanded her to leave the hive and not look back. Should she find her way to you, please take care of her.
Sincerely,
Queen Formicidae of the High Desert Changelings