*Unfortunately, with so much swirling around Gallus's head right now, he doesn't pay as much attention to where he's going and steps his paw right on a thorn.* !!!!!! *He almost falls over, tearing up, the pain is unbearable; he has to let it out.*

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF--...!

FUDGE! Agh...! *Gallus winces as he pulls his foot up, wincing at the sight of the thorn.*

Toooooootally my fault... *Gallus grumbles to gimself as he flicks the extracted thorn off to the side with disdain. He hobbles along his path until he makes it back to the lake.*

*There, flaring out his wings, he takes off into the night sky, the freest he's ever flown. First, it's off to Mount Aris for time with Silverstream. Then, back to Ponyville and all his friends where, with his troubles hopefully behind him, he'll be back to begin again.*

Heh; better look out, Equestria, 'cause you're gonna see a whole new Gallus and you're /not/ gonna be able to get rid of him! *Loop!* ^_^

((Thank you, everyone, for those who watch and enjoy my stuff. Have a goodnight!))

*Gallus lazily opens one eye at @mlp_SilverS_ as she plunks down, content to stay at rest for the time being. He arches a brow, seemingly skeptical of the admission.* Y'sure blew /us/ out of the water whenever we played in Professor Dash's class...

*Gallus stands with a fond smile as he watches Silverstream flip and fly overhead. He doesn't always follow the tangents she goes on, but seeing her happy is the important part.* Yeah...heh; /guess/ it was kind of a dumb thing to say, huh? *He chuckles.*

And...any more juice left? Orrrrrrr did you drink it all already? *Deadpan.*

*PLONK! The bottle lands on Gallus's head and he shoots up.* ACK! Silverstream...! *Rubbing the small bump on his forehead, he swivels in search of the pink hippogriff, only to see the cloud of kicked-up sand left in her wake. He sighs, rolling his eyes.*

*He stares down at the bottle for the time. With no Silverstream in sight, the griffon shrugs and pads off to get some salmon juice himself, whistling a tune.*

*Gallus leans out from the archway, flattening his brow at @mlp_SilverS_.* Just use two bags?

*His eyes widen as she whips out the second bag. Taking a deep breath in preparation, the griffon pads over to help.* H'okay! Don't know how much more help I'll be when you're /weirdly strong,/ buuuuuuut 'll give it a try.

Uhhhh--...! *Silverstream always picked out the weirdest kinds of luggage; it takes him a second to find the lid of the main compartment, which he grasps tightly.* Ready!

*Gallus nearly falls over the top as the baggage compresses, zipped shut at last. He wasn't braced soon enough.* And you sped up the countdown /why...?/ *He feigns annoyance, rolling his eyes.*

H-Heh; don't mention it... *Featherperk!*

*Gallus flicks his tail straight up at the thought, giving the feathers a small swish.* Totally!

*Gallus blinks and straightens up from his previously-relaxed position, arching a brow at @mlp_Silvers_. He shrugs, more flustered than anything.* I--...dunno? I-I mean they're /nice,/ buuuuuuuuuuut I was never super into interior decorating like you and Yona are.

Or...any kind of decorating, really. *The griffon mutters to himself with a self-deprecating snort before shooting a quick glance at the door to catch Princess Plotline of 30XX, Silver Bullet. et all, the rest of the new arrivals...*