as craftycorn wakes up, she leans up to see herself in a field. She stands up and brushes a few flowers out her mane. She starts walking around before bumping into dogday and falling over

Craftycorn: ow…

she looks up to see dogday hold his paw out to her

Dogday: hey, sorry about that, you must be new around her, the names dogday, what’s yours?

craftycorn stares up at him, staying silent and slowly blushing before realising and holds his paw

Craftycorn: oh, um..I’m…craftycorn..