Echo began again. I knew that the worse part was coming sooner or later, and I wasn't prepared.. I don't think Echo is, either. "The two ponies set up things for me: food, water, and a bed to sleep in. They were really nice ponies, I could finally see a future in my life. Chestnut and Ivory were both farmers I found out, and Ivory was also going to have a foal. A foal, a foal that I could play and explore with, I really wanted my own foal to look after.. I had always seen the foals with their mothers, crossing streets, playing, shopping.. It seemed like so much fun to have a foal, and finally I would have one. The foals would be great for going on adventures with... But anyways, I found out that Ivory was a gardener due to not being able to do much because of having the foal, and Chestnut was the main farmer. Ivory wasn't no stereotype mare, she hardly even worked in the house. She always went outside, did the gardening, and then went to see what Chestnut needed help with. I learned all of this information from about being there for a week. They really treated me like family, and I finally knew what a family was. I always held up exploring, because I also had a job that kept me up. I was the farm dog that herd the animals, and helped Ivory garden. By helping, I mean by fetching things, such as: the hose, the shovel, and etc.

Months past, and yet I still held up going out to explore. My family was important, too important. Ivory was very close to having her foal, and so she had to rest and stay in the house most of the time.. But she would always work in the house, too. She would cook, clean, and mostly do anything you would in the house.. Life was good, yes, but one night.. I decided to go exploring." Echo said, I could tell by the hint in his voice, that the turn of events was coming.