Sarah grew increasingly impatient as the Pioneering Society wasted more of their time. Granted, there was a significant part of her that was just overwhelmed with all that was going on, and couldn’t have made any better suggestions about what they should’ve been doing if she tried. They’d arrived exactly at the start of a war, and they didn’t know the terms. Not only that, but the leadership of the Pioneering Society appeared fractured, their pony allies were off fighting for their land, and their best men were off on some suicide mission to kill a doomsday ship.