The door, swinging open quite a lot that day, swung open once more. A silver-pelted mare walked in slowly, legs dragging and shoulders sagging as if from great exhaustion. She'd practiced her kicks a lot today, and the dummy she'd been practicing on was quite the worse for wear. Silversword lifted her head as she approached Pony Joe, the owner of the place, and watched, waiting for him to finish whatever he was doing with the yellow unicorn. Stopping at a distance of a few feet, she sat patiently, determined to wait her turn and to not interrupt the one who had entered before her. As she did so, she stretched her long, aching limbs, looking up every so often to check if Pony Joe had finished yet. I sure hope he has something good, she thought to herself. Because it's back to training tomorrow, and I need something that'll give me an energy boost!