- "C'mon, Baybi! Hurry up!"
Shea ran excitedly ahead, stopping once every few feet to glance back at her friend. She knew how down the little filly had been recently over her bare flank, and had been thinking day in and day out for a way to help her achieve her cutie mark. It had finally come to her this morning while she had been playing with her toy boats, along with a subsequent scolding from her parents at her triumphant shout. Sheepish as it had made her, Shea was sure her idea would work.
After what seemed like an eternity of running, Shea skid to a halt and parted the bushes in front of them to reveal the rocky bank of the river. "See? Isn't it great?" she said, puffing out her chest. Whether she had intended to be vague was a mystery, but she neglected to say exactly what was great.
