There is a word for the act of bounding up and down on all four feet at once. That word is “pronking” and Pinkie Pie was a champion pronker. She was pronking now, bounding with gleeful enthusiasm across town. As she pronked along, she heard a scream from somewhere near the edge of town. Ever curious, Pinkie pronked along to investigate.
“The horror! The horror!” Lily came past Pinkie, running in terror in the opposite direction.
Pinkie hardly noticed. Lily was always running in terror, or fainting, or screaming. So Pinkie pronked on.
A moment later Berry Punch came galloping past, also screaming in terror.
Huh, that’s kind of weird, thought Pinkie. Berry was not normally quite that excitable.
Then she saw something! Or rather someone. Not somepony, but Pinkie had never cared about that. And better yet, this was someone new! Someone whose name she didn’t know. Someone to throw a party for!
With gleeful enthusiasm, Pinkie pronked right up to the new arrival and said “Hi!”
“Rawr!”
“Do you like parties? Of course you do! Everypony likes parties! But you aren’t a pony. I bet you like parties anyway, though. I’m going to throw you one! Come on!”
“Rawr?”
And taking the creature’s paw in her hoof, Pinkie led the manticore into town.