Maud Pie

In a big decorative crystal cave. You saw a grey pony casually mining a few rocky walls with her bare hooves like they where nothing. Maud Pie: Stops mining for a bit & took out her non-living pet rock named Boulder & she said bluntly, Rock, you are a rock. Gray, you are gray, Like a rock, which you are. Rock." .. Hm? Then her sixth senses suddenly kicked in as she felt your presence before you drew near. ..What do you want? She said in a very slow, flat demeanor, staring blankly at you.