Sapphire, being a pegasus pony like many of the Royal Guard, shifted her wings slightly as she moved alongside me, moving her armor and adjusting it a bit. Her back reached just a bit below my waist and the top of her ears met my shoulder. The ponies of Equestria were small, though if they reared up on their hind legs they could look me in the eye, which had luckily only happened once. I'd gotten Raven Inkwell, Celestia's personal assistant, miffed when I'd stolen the last muffin at breakfast a few days back.