There were twelve figures in total, arranged into two rows of six. Ten were ponies, one was a bizarre avian quadruped—one of those ‘hippogriffs’, no doubt—and the other was so comparatively small I almost didn’t realize it was a twelfth figure. Nevertheless, it was still too far away to identify, save for it’s purple colour. Ignoring said twelfth individual, all of the figures present were mares, except for the one horned stallion in the front row. Indeed, the front row looked to be comprised of nothing but leader figures, including that presumptive ‘hippogriff’. If I didn’t infer such from their regalia, I certainly did from the races of the pony mares in the front: each of them possessed both wings and a horn, and were for the most part noticeably larger than their cohorts, nevermind the other ponies in the crowd. Were they the pony equivalent of the Princes, perhaps?