G1 1985 My Little Pony Annual, “Lemon Drop’s Busy Day”
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My Little Pony G1 Cascade
Cascade
Her name started out as Cataract, but I kept having to explain that, no, it doesn't just mean the eye disease, it also means "waterfall."
Answering the question so many times did inspire me to make her blind in her backcard story, though.
Her "backcard story":
Cascade stepped carefully into her powder blue slippers and rearranged her dress. It was the night of the big Ponyville concert.
"They're sure to be spectacular," Cascade thought, putting on her hat as she stepped into the cool night air.
The little white pony was blind, but she had no problem getting around Ponyville; she knew every bit of town. Every stretch of road had its own chips and grooves. Cascade never got lost.
But tonight her hooves were encased in silky shoes from Frilly Frock's boutique. Cascade walked and walked, her ears straining for the sound of trumpets or drums. All she heard were nightbirds calling. She finally stopped when she heard a small waterfall gushing ahead of her. This certainly wasn't the right way!
"It's these shoes," Cascade thought, kicking them off. But she was far outside the bounds of Ponyville and the ground felt rough and unfamiliar under her hooves. "How am I going to find my way back?" she wondered aloud. "I've already missed half the concert!"
"A concert?" a frog croaked near her feet. "Why, we're having a concert here tonight! We'd love for you to be the guest of honor."
"Thank you," Cascade said in surprise. "Where should I sit?"
"Sit here," whispered a rustle of voices gently and when Cascade cautiously sat back, she found herself seated on a cushion of soft reeds and rushes.
A hush fell. Then the tiny peeper frogs began to sing while the baritone bullfrogs bulged their throats in harmony. The waterfall blended with the music, tinkling merrily, then rushing dramatically. The fuzzy heads of the cattails leaned down to beat a rhythm on lilypads, while the crickets bent and scraped their wings like a thousand tiny violins playing together. Cascade was spellbound.
"I'm so happy I took a wrong turn tonight," she said later as a big bullfrog led her home, her eyes shining in the moonlight.