Golden Harvest wasn’t having a good day. Most good days didn’t feature being taken captive by a manticore and being shoved in a cage.
One of her friends, the local mailmare, had another perspective on the situation. “At least the manticores didn’t eat us, right? That’s pretty lucky!”
Golden Harvest huffed, “You just have to see the bright side of everything, don’t you?”
Before the mailmare could respond, another voice responded, “I know that I always do.”
Looking up, Golden Harvest gasped, “Princess Celestia?!”
The princess grinned, “How may I help you, my little ponies?”