Now, where did that ball go...?Smooth Swing still hadn't been able to find the last fly baseball that one of his siblings had thrown last practice. Of course, this may have been because he'd been searching on the ground but thanks to gravity, that was where most things ended up, right?
Not this time though, evidently. After searching a few treetops near the field where they'd been playing and confusing a few bird eggs for baseballs, Swinger finally found the object he'd been searching for nestled pretty firmly amid the dense canopy foliage of a maple tree. Determined and eager to retrieve it, the pegasus foal didn't even think to check if anyone else might have been around to see him.
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