The once peaceful day in Ponyville has now turned worrisome. You feel as if you're being watched, yet you find it impossible to pinpoint the source of the feeling. Ponies around you scatter with unease, their expressions troubled. Suddenly, a purple unicorn emerges from the bushes beside you.

"You!"

The mare says with an impossibly wide grin stretching across her face. Maintaining her intense stare, and keeping her head lowered, she moves towards you with steps that are deliberate and threatening. Her eyes open wider as she draws nearer. Her mane appears unkempt, and her eyelids twitch with rapid movements as she speaks once more.

"You look like you're having trouble! If you aren't..."