The trees creaked, with the particular rrrrrrring sound they made. Acorn's ears flicked this way and that, picking up the low moan. Gently she stepped through the forest loam, feeling as light as a feather. A dragonfly zoomed by, and Acorn giggled again. Yes, she would love to live here. Her coat was spotted with the shafts of sunlight that managed to peek through the tree tops. An occasional twig snapped beneath her hooves, but the chestnut mare payed no mind. Her tail swished and her head swung around as a mare entered the clearing. The magic of being alone shattered, but Acorn didn't mind.

The mare had a head start, but Acorn was soon facing her. Behind her, a few paces away, was where she had been standing. The chestnut mare reached out her muzzle to exchange breaths, her ears perked towards the mare. "Hi! I'm Acorn, who're you?" The usual greeting. "This forest is really nice. Do you live here?" Acorn's head tilted to the side, watching the mare. She was a chestnut, just like Acorn, but there was a pattern of white on her flanks. It was just like Shiny Sahin's! Now Acorn would have to meet up with the palomino and tell him everything! The mare was younger compared to Acorn, but not by that much. In fact, the two chestnuts were also the same height!

Acorn gazed at the mare, waiting for her answers.