Zeal

Love the picture! Let us mutually enthuse of the likes of Rachmaninoff, Chopin and Tchaikovsky~ (or perhaps Mozart is you like that sort of thing. D: ) Oh that's right.... WELCOME!

Personally I see no fault save Sweetie Belles for being so unrealistically inept and problematic in every thing she does. If a situation were to arise wherein you were forced to take care of someone who couldn't act save destroying everything, it's hardly your fault as both the person was forced upon you and their actions are what causes the detriment of your living and household. In typical FIM style though, Rarity has learnt compromise, and they've become closer as a pair because of it. (though the whole switching during the race thing was a little protracted) I liked this episode for perhaps some of the strongest character building ever seen in an episode. Only two main characters appear. Unprecedented! Also, did anyone notice that Derpy and Berry switched daughters in the race?

Silversword flushed pink, her thoughts seemingly miles away despite the immediate conversation. She was an odd one… unique to be sure, but who didn’t like that? He brightened considerably as he delivered a few choice compliments of her ponyage, his voice soothing and unusually authentic in tone. He smiled, closing his eyes gently as the sun washed over the docks and him, bringing a foreboding, yet comforting warmth to his coat. "Certainly, my fellow equine. I will lead you into a place I know well, and is shielded from the sun, so that you don't get dizzy. I hope you don't mind my choice of location." He broke into laughter, opening his eyes in a squint at the figure facing away from him. A familiar sense overcame him, a feeling as if his mind were at a sea suddenly in stir, the waves growing in size and his thoughts reeling along with them. He didn’t even think about how she might know such a thing. She sounded angry. Had he done something to make her angry? Before he noticed she was gone, a most wonderful and altogether not entirely unprecedented wave of extreme euphoria overcame him, and he broke into a grin, one that he felt would never come off his face. He followed her around the corner, and as she came to the entrance of a building like many others, he caught up. As he trotted up behind her, he gave her a short playful nip on her tail, bursting into a merry laughter as he did so and dancing to a position alongside her. “Come, come, my sweet. Where you wish and when you wish, but tarry not. Let us be off and off!” he said ecstatically, his voice practically breaking into song as he did so.

Greetin's there, Wiz. I simply love your design, it reminds me of a time long ago wherein magic could look upon itself with a nuance of humour. Anyway, your past choice was great indeed. You've presently come to the single greatest source of pony on the net (with the greatest pony on the net). Speaking of, pleased to meetcha this evening, the name's Zeal. I hope we might find you a home here in future and find your personality most joyously compatible with that of myself and my comrades. Artist you say!? Let's do an art trade! I've never done one of those. Agreed? Ok, I'll look forward to it.