The pond was a good place to run a few looping laps when he was feeling pent up. Today was yet another such day, when a full plate of stitching and measuring and squinting was tiring him so close to the Gala.

Nothing wrong with taking a little break, right? Otherwise he'd burn out.

Of course, that required him not coming across somebody that left his spirits soured by the mere sight of him. The hell was he doing, digging in the dirt anyways?

But he stopped, doing a double-take. That didn't make any sense- Yu was an earth pony, right? When did he suddenly grow a horn, or was that some other shit he'd been hiding the whole time?

Kinda hard to hide a horn, sure, but whatever. But perhaps he'd been staring for far too long, enough that he'd forgotten he should just be on his way.