-A Mare Of My Own-
In the temples of ancient lands, upon bricks of stone and inlaid gold, an explorer left her hoofsteps wearily and stole her treasure where she could. With her wings bound and her pack heavy, she would return to the civilised world with a wan smile and a story for the bar, disappearing as the morning came.
The rumours spread, as they always did, that she didn't know what it was she sought – that the wandering explorer's quest was for love.
Daring Do said nothing. She'd long since found what she was looking for.
But Fluttershy had found her first.