Timber Crash waved to No Mark as he opened the door. "Hey, No Mark!" he greeted his fellow earth pony, talking awkwardly around the rope in his teeth. "It's okay, I'm more interested in the garden, and it looks really great!" He carefully wiped the mud off his hooves on the grass, and trotted into the front entry.<br/><br/>"Wow, you really have done a great job with this place!" he exclaimed, looking around. He deposited his bundle of firewood next to the hearth, and followed the sound of voices to where the other ponies had gathered.