11-2-14

I left Ponyville this evening. Heading for Appleloosa as we speak. But along the way I have come across two (thee maybe) new travel buddies.

The one I have a hard time throwing off is some pegasus mare by the name of Bombshell.

She's pretty okay besides spooking me and him few hours into our ride South. She and the other mare in our cart had asked me to allow them to look at his book. I refuse with a cold stare and a stern voice. I throws them off, and here I am writing in the middle of the night hoping that no more crazy grabs for his book was made.

I didn't know the trains really allowed pets. I hate the wolf Bombshell has and I especially hate the phoenix another mare has in this train.

I don't even feel like tagging along with any of them. One just left- being bored of Cloudsdale. The others came from who the hell know. They don't know where I came from. Okay that's a lie, I sassed the one that owns the phoenix about my home Empire three minutes into the ride.

And now I see mountains. I got on the wrong train.,,,

Eh buck it- I don't exactly like these mares, but they're okay. I'm heading off the train with them now...