>>483313>>483314Iris looks amazed.
"That must mean there were shamans near your house, maybe a long time ago. That could explain it, I've read about a few ponies who had remarkable self-healing capabilities through Nature…"
She then looks embarrassed. "Well, that's just a theory…I never met a shaman."
>>483316He gets up.
"Come."
He leads you to a round painting of Cadence.
In the edges are pictured all sorts of different ponies, and even a few zebras, each is bound together by silver ropes.
The ropes reach across the entire painting, binding all ponies together, in the middle a brilliant vision of Cadence is visible, standing inbetween the ropes.
"Love, in its most primal, most pure form, binds all ponies together as one. All of us.
It is a fundamental part of who we are and translates itself not only into romantic love, but friendship, kindness and affection.
Even between those who hate each other, there is this bond, albeit in a very low form.
As the Princess of Love, Cadence does not control those bonds between ponies, that would rob them of their sentience, instead Cadence watches over those bonds, ensuring the proper ebb and flow of relationships between ponies."
>>483333You get stung pretty bad.
Maybe you should see a doctor.