        “Since Luna force-fed me carrots,” she muttered, not pausing in her writing.  “Already went to see Rarity, and had her work out what kind of clothing these creatures wear.”  She waved a hoof at the notes in cursive.  “I’m sort of consolidating the salient points right now, for a letter to the Princess.  Luna said that we should have some help, and suggested a few ponies.  I need you to go and get Dr. Goodall.”