Dunder was relieved that there was no more improvised wood chopping. "We'll help you to get the wood to Cloudsdale." Dunder said, looking at Winter and Storm. He didn't mind volunteering Winter to help, it's all he could do after being rude to Storm anyway. He looked over at Rok when Rok started talking. When he was done, Dunder sat down on the floor and thought for a moment on hos it would work out. Rok was obviously not from around there and probably not from a static civilization. "Well.... We all live in a place where your type can't stay for very long. Earth ponies can not walk on clouds as Hippogriffs or Pegasi can. I would invite you to my house to live, but there is almost no way it would work... Also, I have a job so I can't get out very often. Although, if you stay near Ponyville or live inside Ponyville, I will be able to find you. For Cloudsdale is closest to Ponyville." He said. He felt bad having to give Rok the short end of the stick like that. Dunder had to redeem himself. He pulled off his saddlebags and rummaged through them for a bit, he pulled out about 20 bits. "Take these." He said as he nudged them over on the floor to Rok. "You can buy food or shelter with them."