“Yes. I plan on not getting myself too worked up before my yearly migration. Winter is coming you know?” Mr. Jay still spoke strangely, the yellow pony hasn’t spoken up, just looking towards me and Mr. Jay with her face hidden behind her hair as she turned away to hide even more. Awww, she’s shy. “But, if it’s directions you want, I’m afraid I can’t help you. Perhaps Fluttershy can.” 