So Fluttershy fled down the moonlit street.
The breeze was gentle, and the air smelled sweet.
"I m-must find my friends!" she said with a stutter.
To Twilight's house first, for our pegasus of butter!
So Fluttershy fled down the moonlit street.
The breeze was gentle, and the air smelled sweet.
"I m-must find my friends!" she said with a stutter.
To Twilight's house first, for our pegasus of butter!
