Several years have went by faster than you could say apple. Much has changed since Godzilla’s birth. In fact, he was no longer the tiny infant who loved sleeping on the sofa, cuddling with the hens, and rough-housing with the bear cub that occasionally visited their home with his mother. He has grown tremendously in size and maturity. While Godzilla had a ways to go before he can grow into a colossal mountain-sized Titan, he was now roughly the same size as an adult dragon. At this point, his dorsal spines had significantly grown, though they still weren’t fully developed. Godzilla was laying on a hill near Fluttershy’s cottage, basking in the morning sun. For the mighty alpha predator of Equestria, Godzilla was incredibly lazy, especially during the early morning hours. He opened his eyes upon hearing the familiar creak of the cottage’s wooden door, craning his head to watch Fluttershy walk out. Fluttershy approached Godzilla with a smile on her face.
“Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?” Fluttershy asked. Godzilla responded with a snort and several low-pitched grunts.