In Ponyville's bustling streets, a vegetable-colored pony stands out, carrying multiple bushels of carrots on her back and in her mouth. She seems to be struggling to keep her balance, as her legs quiver the closer she draws near. Struggling to lift her head with the bushel in her mouth, she speaks to you through grit teeth.

"H-hey... my name is Golden Harvest. Would you mind helping me?"

She struggles to say this as she grows weaker and weaker by the second. She attempts to force a warm smile, but her expression falters and her fatigue is visible in her weary eyes. She continues to tremble under the weight of the bushels, sweat beginning to form on her brow as she attempts to speak once more.

"P-pretty, please? This won't take long..."