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[Sometime this afternoon, one might notice something yellow and pink darting around in the woods, trying to be sneaky and failing miserably at it. Fluttershy has arrived, but she's very lost and very frightened, and while these woods are oddly familiar, it hasn't quite clicked with her where she is yet. And she seems to have already misplaced her journal... care to give her a guiding ~~hoof~~ hand?

Later on, when she's gotten herself somewhat established, her first visit will be to the Pony House, AKA House 45, to see if her friends are still there. (And then hopefully move herself in, because this place is kind of scary when rolling solo.)

After that, she'll spend some quality time in the plaza, still sticking somewhat close to the buildings as she's not used to being here yet, observing and looking awfully out of place. And eventually she'll track her journal down, at which point you get an entry that pretty much just shows her ears. She's not sure how this all goes yet.]

Um... h-hello? Is this working? I'm not sure it's working... oh! I'm sorry, my goodness, I- ...hello again... m-my name is Fluttershy. I wanted to... um, I mean, I thought I could... that is...

....

...eep!

[...yeah, nevermind.]

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[Somewhere between the woods and House 45, Beast is for once not doing his daily walk but is actually in search of something. Namely, his pet. Sultan left his house sometime while he was gone and now he has to go look for the stupid dog... thing. He would call, but he'd rather not do it in a place with so many people who could hear him...]

[Fluttershy is in the air, busy getting herself reacquainted with the birds living around the house, meeting the ones who'd only just been born last time she was in Luceti and are now parents of their own with newborn chicks to show off. An awful lot can happen in a year, and she's happy to see more familiar faces.

She's just saying farewell to one family and getting ready to greet the next when she spots Beast down below, grumping his way through the forest. She can't help but pause in her well-wishing; the poor dear, he looks so unhappy... she can't help but quietly call down to him.]

...Um... excuse me...?

[He freezes in place as soon as he hears that soft noise... which he probably wouldn't have even heard if he had his human ears. But all he's thinking now is that someone can see him and may ask questions. Slowly, he turns his head in Fluttershy's direction... oh. He wasn't expecting another pony. Are they growing in numbers here?

For a few seconds, he just stares at her, unsure what he should say. People usually don't say "excuse me" to him...]

[Well, she is not a people at all! She returns the look for a moment, wondering what kind of creature he was, and more importantly, what seems to be upsetting him.]

Oh, um, I'm terribly sorry to bother you, but it's just- you look so troubled. Is there something wrong...?

[Uh oh - she noticed. Quick, Beast, make something up.]

I, uh... i-it's... nothing.

[That's not something.]

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[Her ~~bullshit~~ kindness sensor is tingling.]

Are you sure? Maybe it's something I can help you with.

[A deep sigh of frustration comes out of him and he slouches over a little more. He never was good at lying.]

I... am... l-looking... for... m-my pet. [The last two words are spoken in a low grumble, barely even getting out of his mouth in any reasonable manner.]

[That gets her attention fast; with a quiet gasp she hops off the branch and flies down, landing nearby and looking worried.]

Oh dear, your pet? That's terrible! What kind of pet is it? Maybe I can help you find it.

[It's not often that she gets to feel useful in a place like this, but animals? She can totally work with animals.]

[Uh oh, he was hoping she wouldn't react like this - the last thing he wants is to attract attention. Then again, looking himself doesn't seem to be working too well, and Belle's gone to the library... so shrinking a little in place, he answers:]

It... it is, uh, a-a... dog. [He'll just... say that for now, yes.]

[Too bad, Beast, you're doomed now.]

Oh, dogs are wonderful pets. One of my best friends has a dog, and she's as sweet as an animal could be! What's your dog's name? We can find it together.

[Eyes shifting nervously around him, he just idly listens to the chatter she gives him, not sure of what to say about it.] His... h-his name is Sultan.

[Smile, smile, smile. He's so shy and cute.]

That's a lovely name. Have you tried calling for him? Maybe he doesn't know where you are, either!

I... uh, n-no.

[He didn't want to attract attention, but now that he has, he might as well have just done it in the first place.]

Oh, well, let's try it then! Come on, I'm sure we'll spot him in no time.

[She flutters into the air again, flying just above him and swooping gracefully between the trees, calling out (sort of quietly, to be honest, it doesn't carry at all).]

Sultan! Sultaaan! Oh, where are you, cutie?

[Beast follows her lead at an awkward gait, looking uncertainly around them as if hoping the footstool would just show up upon magically hearing the pony's soft voice.

Of course, this doesn't happen. So, reluctantly, he starts calling out in his own voice... albeit in a pathetically low, quiet tone.]

S-Sultan... wh-where... are you...? Uh... c-come out...

[Fluttershy smiles brightly as he joins in, still calling out, watching from the air for any sign of a dog in the area. After a long moment she flies down to get closer to him, though, curious.]

Um- what does he look like? That would help me know him if I see him.

[He continues to call out himself, however low and insufficient the action may be, at least until the flying pony approaches him.]

Ih... uh... w-well...

... He does... n-not look quite like a... dog.

He doesn't? What does he look like, then?

W-well... he... he is, uh... er...

[But he is interrupted by a faint barking sound echoeing through the forest, which gradually becomes louder and louder as whatever is barking draws closer... until suddenly, in perfect timing, Sultan the footstool-dog comes bursting through a bush, causing a sharp flinch from Beast, and then bounds towards Fluttershy. It's not like he can reach her since she's off the ground, but he's going to try anyway, jumping up and down from underneath, continuing to yip erratically. After the shock Beast just shrinks in embarrassment, indirectly glancing at the situation.]

[....That... does not look very much like a dog. But it sure sounds like one.]

Is... is that Sultan?

[The animated footstool continues to run in circles underneath Fluttershy, never ceasing his barks as Beast shrinks further, answering her question in a voice low but still loud enough that she should hear him over the noise.]

Y... y-yes.

[Oh goodness. He certainly acts like a dog. Fluttershy blinks curiously at him, then beams and lands so the "dog" can reach her, bending her head to greet him properly.]

Hello there, Sultan! I'm Fluttershy. It's wonderful to finally meet you!

[As Sultan becomes somehow even more excited and energetically sniffs her (or rather, shakes his tassel in her face),and the pony in turn appears unphased, Beast slowly begins to relax his shoulders and edge closer. While he is also relieved that they found his pet and it didn't leave much of a trace behind - he thinks - the expression on his face doesn't show it, only the hint of bashful curiosity as he watches the two "animals" interact.]

[Oh, how cute. It's not quite like being licked by a dog or anything - it's actually kind of ticklish - but he definitely acts like one. She lets him do as he pleases, lifting a hoof to pet his head, or where she hopes his head is, anyway.]

Goodness, you're sweet! But you know, your master was very worried about you. You should be more careful about running off like that.

[Beast gives a sheepish look in response to what Fluttershy tells Sultan, which the pet in question appears to take no heed of. Instead it revels in the petting she gives him, eventually rolling over to let her shift to his underside, legs shaking in his uncontained excitement.

His owner does finally say something properly at this moment, turning to the winged pony he'd just met.]

Th... thank you.

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