"I Guess We Can Start With The Rest Of The House And The Area Around Here." She Wipes Her Talons On A

"I guess we can start with the rest of the house and the area around here." she wipes her talons on a nearby towel to dry them off. "And no offense, but that place is pretty overwhelming. I guess I could go into town, never been around so many ponies before."

"I think I should change into something a bit more comfy though, pj's are not the best daywear." She looks down to the fluffy cotton shirt and pants on her form.

Morning in the Mountains

A sideways glance comes his way "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you set this up ahead of time." A wry grin spreads across her face as she heads over to the chairs.

She bends over to grab the end of one, then begins backpedaling, bringing it closer to the water. She stops just at the edge, setting the chair back down and sitting down. With a content grunts she stretches her legs out, toes in the air before her feet come down into the water.

Morning in the Mountains

She looks down, eyes following the scurrying mice intently. "Looks like they're having fun at least." She leans over a tiny bit before stopping, was she holding herself back from pouncing? The answer is yes, not that she'd admit to it.

A thought comes to her and she snickers. "Does that mean your feet smell like cheese?" The idea is hilarious to her, she lays back fully as she laughs.

Golden Afternoon

My People!

A few more griffin concepts for Slice. Which is kind of ridiculously preemptive because none of the griffins even show up until flight camp 2 (which I have scheduled atm to be after the next three stories. …the next three after the final part of Pinkie’s Family. …look I just wanted to draw griffins okay.)

wooo griffins

She walks down from the landing, sporting a pale blue sundress and white shorts. "I figured I'd go for something light, we're probably going to be walking a lot today. So what's first?"

She tilts her head and she comes over, bouncing a bit on the pads of her feet when next to him, her lithe and slightly short frame tiny compared to his.

Morning in the Mountains

She stashes the apron in the unused oven why he turns to fill his plate. "Nothing, nothing." Then she mimics him and gets a bit of everything on her own, sprinkling cheese over her eggs.

She sits next o him, and gets asked that question while sipping her orange juice. She sets the glass down and cocks her head as she replies, "What do you mean? Nothing weird about scrambled eggs. Unless you put ketchup on them or something." Her face scrunches up in a mock look of disgust.

Morning in the Mountains