The stallion wandered through the art fair, perusing the rows of booths that were set up and the various wares displayed inside them.
He stopped for a moment as some very intricate, colorful glass figurines caught his eye, and then went over to inspect them closer.
There was one in particular, a small cat ready to pounce, that he thought his coltfriend might like, but decided to look at the rest of the wares before purchasing it.
As he looked, the artist, a kindly old stallion, sitting inside the tent, greeted him and then continued assisting another customer of his.
After a few moments, and seeing nothing else of much interest, the stallion bought the glass cat and continued through the fair, stopping at a few other booths along the way, but didn’t find anything else particularly fascinating.
It was then that he came to a booth that was completely covered in stunning, beautifully detailed paintings of landscapes.
He looked at the few displayed outside, isolated beaches, rocky canyons, serene countrysides, and many more, but could not find the prices on them, so he headed inside to find the artist to inquire further.
The inside was shrouded in near darkness due to the sheer number of paintings lining the walls, and, as his eyes adjusted, he was startled to find what looked like a bat pony mare staring at him out of the shadows.
The stallion had never seen a bat pony before, so, after his initial shock quickly wore off, he found himself immensely curious, and introduced himself and announced his intent to buy one of her paintings.
She seemed confused at first, but then became very excited, explaining with a heavy accent that he would be her first sale of the day and that the paintings cost whatever he wanted to pay.
They chatted for a few moments, the mare briefly explaining to the stallion how and when she began painting, where some of the landscapes were located, and a few other comments about how her week had been, and the stallion responded in kind.
Eventually, the stallion paid what he thought was a good price for a painting of an old bridge crossing over a river, and, judging by the look on the mare’s face, she thought it was a good price too.
After a couple more minutes, the stallion parted ways with the mare, complimenting her on such fine work, and left, pleased with both his purchase and his first interaction with a bat pony.