Return to familiar grounds

Shala guffawed and waved a hoof dismissively at Quill. "Pish. Dumb ponies. What doeshn't kill you make you shtronger." She grabbed her flask off the ground and stubmled over onto her belly. After a couple quiet curses, she got up and dusted herself off.

"You.....Uhh....What was i shaying?....Yeah. The zero has been marked!" She did an awkward spin around and began to walk off from the two ponies.

Quill watched Shala go.

"Typical drunk," he said under his breath, "I hope I don't find her in a ditch somewhere." He then turned to Ebony.

"Good luck with her." He said, before turning, and resumed going about his daily business.

Ebony watches as the two pony's go their separate ways, and she found herself alone one again. "I should be used to this by now," she says to herself, and sighing slightly, continues on her way down the street, her wings drooping slightly.

"Look out below!"

Golden shouted, as a small cloud plummeted to the ground. For some reason, the entire cloud turned into ice. Not something Golden had anticipated. He had planned on making a small hail storm. But something in the posses went wrong. Luckily the cloud was light, but it was still heavy enough to fall out the sky.

"Hey, look out! I can't catch this thing!"

Golden shouted as the cloud started falling towards an empty street, well empty except for the one pony that was walking on it.