Ponyville Unicorn Native Male

From Create Your Own Story

…colt. Finally, you throw up your hooves and give up. You’ve been at this far too long as it is, and soon it will be too dark to see. Besides, there’s always tomorrow.

You turn round, and before long the town is in sight again. Perhaps you didn’t wander as far as you expected. Before you break from the trees, you prepare yourself, mentally, unconsciously, to enter your hometown. This mantle, this social role is second nature to you now, so it’s almost as if I don’t even have to ask:

How do you approach?