"Hey, Jacques?" Whirlwind asked, looking up, trying to see where his friend had gone. "You down yet buddy?" And right on cue, there was an 'oof!', a groan of pain, and a lump of pony lying sprawled amidst the undergrowth as the lower branches of the trees dropped him unceremoniously as close to the ground as they could reach. Basically, he fell nearly ten feet into a collection of bushes and shrubs that weren't nearly as comfortable to land in as one might think. "Aha! You made it!" he said, hopping in place. "Hey, guess what? I know where we are!"