Comers and goers to Bridlewood were quite common, and this blue pony looked pretty much unmemorable except for one thing; when he stepped into the sunlit square in East Bridlewood, his coat gleamed like metal, and he looked harried and tired, like he'd run a long distance. All he had on him were a set of saddlebags, concealing his cutiemark, and a ( Read more... )

Snow Angel had to admit that baking really made her feel better. Despite the fact that her mother, Lavender Sugar, was better at it than she herself would ever be (likely thanks to being a unicorn), the scents of ginger and cinnamon and other spices just had a way of lifting her mood. It was something that most parts of being a weather pony really ( Read more... )