Windy raises her brows in acknowledgement, “Bow and I were starting to get worried about her. She never once showed any interest in dating, at least not that she told us. As tough as she may look sometimes, she’s still a mare, and all mares need somepony to love.” Her eyes glow as she measures out some milk, “Needless to say we were pretty excited to get that first letter from her telling us about you.”