Meeting new ponies at the Market

A green mare trotted lightly into the Marketplace, looking for a stand that sold seeds and flowers, for her potions. Her name was Herbal Essence, and she didn't know the first thing about Ponyville, other than it was a town with a library and the ever-famous Tavern. She searched for a friendly-looking pony to guide her around this odd little town, she didn't really know anyone and confused ponies with her heavy, almost spanish-like, accent. It was early and the sun shone, ponies had already scavenged the Marketplace for the best items, and she would be lucky to find what she needed. She looked around with confusing, hoping a pony would notice her and help. It was hard not to notice her, she was an Alicorn and the size of Luna. Bigger than the average pony. But still, she looked and hoped to be helped.

Her saddlebag, within which once rattled a generous sum of bits, now emanated the dull clangor of sweet-scented flasks making contact. In a leisurely stride, she meandered past facades of hay and cobblestone, fancying the goods which the Ponyville marketplace offered.

Quite a different sight was the alicorn in the distance, candid in her beauty. Her timid demeanor, in turn, did much to please Victoria; and so temptation compelled the pegasus to investigate.

"Bonjour, ma douce vie," greeted she, affectionately, with warm smile and keen eye.

Victoria assumed her shoulder cautiously.

"Need you a hoof, love?"

"Yes, thank you," Herbal Essence replied, with a heavy Spanish accent. "Where might one get flowers and seeds?" Herb looked at Victoria, stunned by her kindness. She knew the Ponyville ponies were kind, but she still expected no-one to help her. She smiled at the pretty pegasus.

Where Herbal's words were perhaps difficult to interpret, Victoria's mind was dynamic. To the question largely anticipated, she answered in earnest.

"I'd imagine 'zat stall o'er yonder hedges would carry what have you in mind," she answered, gesturing to a wooden fixture in the distance. Immediately, however, she resumed.

"Tarry now, dear friend. We've yet to introduce ourselves, yes? I am Victoria." She curtsied majestically, eyes flashing.

"Won't you tell me your name?"

She lifted her chin to meet the eyes of her tall counterpart. The lustrous irises of the alicorn were captivating; the indication of permeability, moreover delighting.