                She gave me a bright smile before trotting over to the seat opposite ours. She shrugged her saddlebags off with her wings before hopping up onto the seat. She gave the soft velvet a few experimental bounces. A slow grin bloomed on her face as she grew more adventurous, bouncing on all hooves at once. "Huzzah! Oh, most bounciest of rump-rests..." She suddenly froze, realizing she had an audience of two. Well, one and half. Willow had taken cover in my mane, peeking out in fear. I don't blame her. I don't think this compartment is padded enough to house this mare.