"The rules of this game have changed quite a bit since I was gone."
Twilight glanced over at Luna. "You had Buckball over a thousand years ago?"
Luna nodded. Her billowing mane caught the sunlight from the clear sky; perfect weather for a Buckball game in Appleoosa. "Indeed! It didn't have a name by that point." She frowned thoughtfully as the ball neatly landed in one of the goals. "Also it was more violent...far, far more violent."
Twilight frowned as the scoreboard changed. "How so?" she asked, uncertain if she truly wanted the answer.
"Ponies who played it used to be allowed to tackle each other." Luna chuckled. "Not just allowed, but encouraged."
Twilight winced. "Goodness! That sounds awful...why would anypony play something like that?"
"Why do ponies do anything?" Luna shrugged her wings. "The further back in history you go, the fewer things you'll find there were to do. I wouldn't be surprised if a lot of those ponies were simply bored."
"I guess that makes sense..." Personally, Twilight enjoyed reading and organizing books to stave off boredom, as Spike would gladly second. But then again, not everypony was her. "Thanks for coming out with me, by the way."
Luna settled a wing over Twilight's back. "Thank you for inviting me. It's nice to get away from the castle every once in a while."
Twilight's cheeks grew hot as she snuggled into Luna's side. "It is."