"Once they got me out of the veterinarian place, we took a very long carriage ride to their base, or as they call it: 'home.' From time to time, I would get home sick of the streets by looking out from the carriage and onto the never-ending streets that stretched far. I could tell where we were going, though.. It was the farmlands. The smells of foxtails, roses, fresh vegetables and fruit, fresh soil, and newer smells, caught my attention. I had a feeling if I ever decided to go back to the streets, it would be hard, but I could do it.. If I really wanted to. But this place seemed really nice, I thought I would like it here. Yes, I would definitely miss my life on the streets, but this place seemed like it had it's own freedom. Endless fields to run in, free shelter plus food and water, and a family, too? It seemed worth it, at the time. I could see up ahead that there was a farmhouse, more than likely that would be my home, I thought. The carriage began slowing down from it's original pace, and once to the farmhouse it stopped. This stop was a very fierce stop, and so I wasn't prepared and gravity made me fall forward onto my face. But quickly I recovered, and got back up. I jumped out of the carriage, along with the two ponies whom adopted me.

Chestnut paid the four ponies who ran the carriage, and the carriage then took off going to their next destination. The two ponies started to their farmhouse, but I didn't follow right away. I was curious, being this a new place, I wanted to explore. But, I knew that I should probably wait until the night, so I didn't get caught and possibly locked up. And so, I decided to follow them into their farmhouse." Echo ended once again, taking deep breaths between each time he ended.