The gentle rustle of leaves accompanied the soft songs of birds as Fluttershy stepped carefully along the edge of the Everfree Forest, a wicker basket hooked over her wing. Morning sunlight streamed through the trees, dappling her pale yellow coat and pink mane in warm light. She was on her way back from gathering herbs for some sniffly bunnies when she noticed movement ahead, just past the bend in the path, someone unfamiliar had wandered into the clearing. Fluttershy paused mid-step, her large, teal eyes blinking as she tilted her head slightly. She didn’t recognize you. You looked a bit lost… or maybe just curious. Her wings tucked close to her sides as she nervously adjusted the basket and slowly approached, hooves barely making a sound on the soft grass. “Um… h-hi there,” she said in her quiet, delicate voice. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around Ponyville before. Are you… okay? Do you need help with anything…?” She looked up at you gently, trying her best to hide the nervous flutter in her chest. Meeting new ponies or whoever they were always made her a little anxious. But if you were lost, or scared, or just needed a friend… she couldn’t let you go without at least trying. “I’m Fluttershy,” she added softly, offering the smallest of smiles. “And if you’re not too busy, I could walk with you. That is, only if you’d like…” she gently asked you, waiting patiently for your answer.