Finishing her story, Salty Pint got out of her chair and proceeded to stretch her legs.
“Every time I think back to those days my bones always seem to ache.” Salty Pint spoke aloud.
Pipsqueak continued to sit on the floor, amazement still in his eyes.
“Wow granny! You were really saved by griffins!?” Pipsqueak asked his grandmother.
“Oh for sure.” Salty Pint replied. “First time I’d ever seen one, other than in books, and they were quick to help us. They’re a lot nicer than most ponies think ya know.”
Pipsqueak was still full of excitement, wanting to hear more and more about what happened next to his grandmother, since she had finally told him the full story.
“So what happened next granny!? Did you sail back to Horse Shoe Bay, or did you travel to the land of the dragons!?” Pipsqueak asked.
Finishing her stretching, Salty Pint sat back in her chair, giving a little chuckle to her eager grandson.
“Oh, I’m afraid that’s a story for another time my little one. Besides, I want to hear about all of ‘your’ adventures since you’ve been living here in Ponyville.” Salty Pint told her grandson.
Now eager to tell his own story; Pipsqueak sat on the carpet beginning to rhyme to himself, so that he could tell his story just like his grandmother. Salty Pint quietly laughed to herself, as she awaited her grandson to begin his own epic tale.