Lumiar held a block of moonstone and a small pick. It may seem on the nose for a pony with a moon marking to be making a very small sculpture out of moonstone, but here in ponyland no-one has ever heard of a cliche and if they did, they'd like it.
The trouble was that Luminar usually knew what he would make something for. He always insisted when he was making something that he would give it to a lovely lady he had his eye on. It took him so long to make anything that by the time he finished the piece, she had had enough of him, so he had piles of pretty trinkets, but he felt like he really needed a romantic interest to finish a piece,
