The Great Tree had been buzzing with activity since the Ponies arrived. Faunies. Eh, the new name was still up for debate and discussion, depending on who you asked. Either way, with so many new hooves about the Tree, it had been rather crazy just trying to find space for them all to stay. It was odd. Apparently, there were JUST enough rooms ready when they arrived for everyone to find somewhere to stay, even if a few might be bunking together for the time being.
Another sign that they'd found their way home, perhaps.
A whimper caught the tall, grey Faun's attention and he looked down at the tot bouncing on his toes. "Daaaaaaad! Where's Pinkiiiiiiiie? I wanna' go play with Pinkiiiiiie!"
Faroth chuckled, scooping up the boy and settling him on his hip. "Aw, kid...everyone's trying to get settled into their new homes. Maybe we can see if Pinkie's all settled in later, okay? Let's leave her alone for now, maybe someone else wants to play? Let's see who's out and about, hmm?" He lightly bumped foreheads with his son, grinning and touching noses when he was answered with a boyish giggle. So, it was agreed. Heading for the lower levels of the Tree, he wondered, maybe stop by the Tavern for a drink later...
