I’m just waiting for the last minute rescue by somebody

What a terrible day to have eyes

@Fenixwing13
Scary but cool analysis. I liked it.

What makes this scene so disturbing is the expression in Chrysalis’ eyes—or rather, the lack thereof. She smiles, apparently happy to have found prey, but there just isn’t presence in her gaze. She smiles the way a crocodile smiles when it pulls a zebra into the water. It’s clear her mind is just broken by this point; there’s no longer any sign of the sadistic schemer she was before, just a feral animal. There’s almost a sort of innocence to her now; she’s become a creature of instinct, hunting prey like a normal animal, eating flesh to satisfy her ravenous hunger, not even present enough to that she once ate love. This whole scene reminds me of Goya’s “Saturn Devouring his Son”. Saturn also has a similar feral, absent look in his eyes, any sign of his divinity lost to animal madness.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Francisco_de_Goya,_Saturno_devorando_a_su_hijo_(1819-1823).jpg

Quick, Sunny! Use the power of friendship!

No Chryssie! You eat her love not the pony! Think longterm!

safe

i would love to see whar sunny sees