“No.” She laughed, sitting back down on her haunches. “Have you ever seen me change? The others can’t either. It’s our home, and we look how we look.” She sighed. “After living with you, I want more than ever for humans to get along with you. I’d like a few of us to be able to make a home here. Maybe on this island—doesn’t look like anypony else is using it. And I had to go and mess it up.”