As soon as you're sure the coast is clear you leap out of your hole in the ground and charge deeper into the Everfree Forest, or at least that's what you're pretty sure they called this place. It is full of deep shadows, strange flowers, and gnarled trees, but somehow feels more natural than the meadow you just left behind.
"Something about that meadow was just a little too perfect," you think to yourself, "more like a garden that's kept under strict control than a wild place."
"Then again, I just fell through a floating tunnel into a land of talking ponies, and turned into a pony myself - so what do I know about what's natural," you mutter.
As you continue deeper into the woods you slow down to a walk since you're still not completely comfortable on your new legs and... hooves. You figure that the forest is probably big and wild enough that the ponies will have a hard time tracking you down anyway, so you might as well keep a steady pace instead of wearing yourself out.
The setting sun casts long shadows which seem to layer on top of each other to form inky darkness. A chill breeze picks up and you finally notice that you don't have any clothes on your new body. You blush for a moment thinking about all of the girl ponies you met earlier while completely naked, but then wonder why being naked in front of some ponies should bother you.
"Just before the summer rain / it's time to patch the roof again," you hear a voice with an exotic accent say.
You quickly duck behind a tree and peek around to see a zebra wearing gold necklaces, bracelets, and even earrings climbing a ladder into the branches of a tree with windows and a door built into it.
"A zebra that lives in a treehouse, I mean a house made out of a tree?" you wonder to yourself.
You watch as the zebra climbs up to the top of a couple of thicker branches and paints what looks like tar over sections of it for a couple of hours. Every so often she bursts out into little snippets of song in a language you don't understand, but somehow the songs put you at ease. You notice that she has a tendency to talk to herself, but as it seems that she lives out in the forest all alone, you can understand why.
When she climbs down the ladder she looks up at the sky through the spaces between the leaves of the trees and sniffs the air a few times.
"Ah, tis good, I've beat the rain / now my rug it will not stain," she says then smiles and goes into her hut made out of a hollowed tree.
A moment later, lightning flashes in the sky, thunder roars, and great globules of rain start falling out of the sky, stinging your face and back with every drop. You look around and notice that there only shelter, other than inside the hut itself, is underneath the awning of a window at the side of the hut and so you quickly duck under it while trying your best to stay low and not be seen.
Choose your pony adventure:
[[Check out the zebra's house by peeking in through the window]]
[[Knock on the door and ask if you can get out of the rain]]
[[Go even further into the Everfree Forest all alone]]