With Nameless feeling energized at the idea of having dudes—or rather mares—to mess around with gave her some joy. She can have her own friend group. They can dent mailboxes, toss toilet paper on the annoying guy’s house, look up very unsafe things in a biology textbook. The things she looks forward too! So with a pep in her step she fell down the single step that led to the playground. “Ow…” She slightly groaned in pain, her muzzle was in kaput. Not a fun experience. 