Food was largely taken care of, for now. Twilight hadn’t heard if Fluttershy had had any success finding insects or carrion for Dale, but she was sure she’d find out in the morning. In one of her many letters to the Princess, Twilight had requested that the griffon embassy staff see about what they could ship to Ponyville in the next couple of days. Apparently, they had some kind of special bags with preservative spells on them, as fresh meat went bad after a few days. That made meat seem like a poor choice for a food source—properly stored pasture grasses could stay edible for months or even years.