Where had that nice green fellow she had met not too long ago gone? Ostara huffed with a rare bout of dispirit. She had been so certain that Leap would be easy to find again if she truly set her mind to it but here she was and with nothing to show for her efforts. It turned out that finding a very small pony in a very large area was a difficult task, even if one knew the general area to look.
Noticing her tail dragging, she lifted it up higher to try to save the white tips from dirtying. Was she really in that bad a mood? She forced a smile to her face, recalling the wisdom that sometimes pretending to be cheerful was the way to actual happiness. It felt forced but she thought she might feel the effects.
That's the spirit. Even if you don't find him, something is bound to happen if you wander around enough. There has to be something interesting to see in the area even if there isn't anyone around. Resolving herself to this mood of adventure, the smile came more easily. Ostara's legs lifted higher as she moved through the underbrush of the forest. There was something interesting to do around here. She just had to discover what!
