You pass the ponies and find that there are more equine in the valley. One is running about in the trees, while the other is up a ways on the path. You decide to walk towards him, figuring he'd probably be easier to talk to.
Before you can reach him, however, the other one darts in front of you. She trots back to where the male is standing, waiting for you. Both of them are pony-sized.
"Who are you?" asks the female.
You introduce yourself. Neither of them seem to be happy about a wanderor in their valley.
"I am Flash," says the first, "mate to Lightnin. We're song ponies, and we're not very good with wanderors, because most of the wanderors who walk around here turn into residents."
You explain quickly that you're definately not going to turn into a resident, but both of them seem rather unconvinced. Lightnin shakes his mane, "Well, then, wanderor, keep wandering!"
