You even manage to climb back to sitting position.
The pretty mare walks back to you
She then turns to Ariccia
"Sorry, we don't have milk, the cows stopped producing any when the meteorite hit.">>64775
The middle pone gets excited
He begins unzipping his uniform, but the sarge slaps him in the back of his head, sending him face first into a puddle.
"If ya feel up to it."
The youngest pone chimes in
It was more of a suggestion.>>64778
It's pretty sunny outside, for once. You can see dark green clouds hanging over most of the city, but not here.
You can see Fourtunes in one of the bars, and Buttermilk hopping around with the militiapones.