Starswirl immediately had second thoughts about the whole thing. Rosebud could be even worse than her daughter. Starswirl cast his mind back to the few times when he had left his tower. What ponies had he met? There was that baker… a complete bint. What about the mare at the post office? An utter twerp. The mailmare? The very definition of a knob head. Starswirl grimaced, He'd rather make friends with a timberwolf than any of them.