Timber Crash looked up at the hill as he heard Princess Luna's carriage thunder down the slope, hauled by her guards. He stopped in his tracks to watch the procession, admiring the gleaming golden armour of Luna's escort, and the wake of twilight left by the Princess's mane. So engrossed was he by this sight that he failed to notice the log dragging him back down the riverbank, his hooves slowly sliding through the mud.<br/><br/>"Wow!" he sighed to himself, as the carriage trundled on towards the centre of town. He would have to go and greet the princess along with the rest of town, as soon as he dealt with... Just then, he looked back and saw that his harvested log was pulling him back into the river. He flailed wildly with his hooves, trying to gain purchase on the muddy bank, but to no avail, and he found himself dragged back into the water with a mighty splash.<br/><br/>"Great," he muttered to himself. "Stuck hauling logs while Princess Luna herself is arriving in town, and now everypony will get to meet her before I do. Unless..." he pondered, then clambered up onto the log and shoved it away from the bank. The log drifted out into the current and floated on down the river, towards the centre of town.<br/><br/>Timber Crash flattened himself against the tree trunk as he passed under some low bridges, trying to avoid being dunked into the water again. He stood up and dragged a branch against the riverbank to slow down as he approached the town square, where he could see most of the townsponies gathered around Princess Luna's carriage. The log ground to a halt underneath the town's main bridge, and he hauled himself up onto the bridge itself.<br/><br/>His leaf-green mane and tail were plastered against his body and covered with mud and twigs, and he was still covered in ropes and harnesses, but he bounced up and down on the edge of the bridge like an overly excitable colt as he waved to the princess. "Welcome to Maneflow, Your Highness!" he called out, straining for a glimpse of the alicorn over the crowd.