"Her origins?", Dancer said. She wondered about Applejack, the strong mare that lead the mammoth force that was Earthborn. The pegasus never did meet her personally. And all she knew about the Supreme Commander's past was that she held the Element of Honesty. She recalled that somepony mentioning the Apple Family constantly harvesting their namesake fruit, selling their produce when they could. She may or may not had apples harvested by Applejack herself - she never gave much thought to the fruit.
Strange that a working farmer would become such a powerful and brutal ruler, thought Dancer. The tragedy of someone who brought life was now helping destroy it. Was the old Applejack as harsh as the Supreme Commander? Or did the betrayal of Twilight change her? I wonder what she was like before the Disappearance… She tried thinking of a younger, more humble farmer. her orange coat covered in dust from working in the fields. It was difficult not to think of the armor or the eye patch. Did she always wear a hat?
She felt Torrential's embrace tithed a little more, and she blushed a bit. It was strange to think of an alicorn as a father, but then again she often had tea with another one. She took a few moments to ponder his question. "Well, I suppose out of curiosity at first," she said, and then smiled. "I am, after all, a scholar. When I first read of the unusual weather out in Earthborn's dryer regions, it got my attention. Though my stars may be my first love, the weather is just natural to me.
"I mentioned the news to Sweeper, hoping she could shed some light. It was tea time, the sky a bit cloudy while we ate on the roof. But all I got was a cryptic response about 'Rain turning this land into a garden'. It wasn't until the next day, at the waterworks, that I learned that Rain was her personal name for you. She made several more references later, always brief and never anything serious. It was more like how a pony reminded her of Rain, or that she wished she could have tea with her brother. Like pieces to a puzzle, I began to wonder about that more and more.
"Well, the whole business with Arcon came up, and she decided to send you a letter. It was partly need, I guess. But also… I don't know if this is normal or not, but I see the Lady as a friend. We work together, share jokes, even have lunch. Though I've haven't gone on any trips with her - though Scroll tells me it's not very fun - it's like I've known her all my life. And I can still remember how sad she looked days ago, wondering if you were doing alright. The Lady needed my help, and... I've never let a friend down."