The Horrors of Artblock

It was early morning in Equestria, with the sun starting to peek over the mountains and into Ponyville, signalling another beautiful day. Most ponies would still be asleep in the town with the Everfree forest being just as silent except for the lonely sounds of the small breeze rustling the morning dew from the leaves. Artbeat sighed softly as she watched the sun awaken the earth, her horn glowed a gentle blue as she lifted a paintbrush to her canvas once more and looked out into the town from the top of the hill. Sadly, nothing came to the young mare and she finally gave into the artblock

"Of all the times to lose my muse this has to be the worst"Artbeat sighed,not even noticing she had let her paintbrush fall to the ground,and finally giving up she used her magic to put all her art supplies into her saddle bags and called for her pet ferret Artemis,a slight Canterlot accent mixing with her voice"Come one Artemis lets go see if we can find any inspiration in town."With her pet in tow Artbeat set out to find her muse.

Stormy laughed with a goofy tone as he walked side way, almost falling over. His coat was a tanned orange with thick, curly auburn mane. His hooves had furry to them as he pushed back his hair before have climbing up the hill, only to roll down it again and walk about like he was a newborn foal. "Ahahahahaahahaa." His tone was jolly as ran back up the hill, tripping and roll back down again.

He laid on his back with a grin. It was the simple things, like rolling down a hill that were the moments worth living at times.