But when you make it to the forest’s edge, you hear a branch snap. You whip your head around, ready to valiantly defend your mare against a sleuth of bears. Instead you spot an all-too familiar lime green pegasus staring at you from behind a cluster of bushes, and from the look on his face he’d been there for some time. His hooves cover his nether regions, and his wide eyes lock onto yours. No way…was he…watching you!