Months past, having a blacksmiths shop and carpenters shop open homes soon began to be built up all around. Until it was a village of 7 homes, GoldDigger stood back staring at the growing community "its all coming along nicely!" he said to himself out loud. But there work had only began, winter was fast approaching.... and in the badland's forests it got bitterly cold and they still needed to cut fire wood for the fireplaces to keep the ponies all warm and a road to the nearest civilization as they need a way to get food and other stuff into the village because they had only brought what each pony could carry