"Good morning," Lin nodded at the native unicorn as Rarity approached, her own green-lit magic collecting up a few baskets. "Are these zapapples an uncommon occurrance? Pinkie Pie seemed excited to see them."

"Are they actual wolves made of wood?" Given how literal some of the magic and objects and, well, natives were in Ponyville, it wasn't quite as absurd as it could otherwise have sounded. Lin pawed the earth with a foot irritably when the next wave of howls entered earshot. "I thought nightmares were the only other creatures present in the dream."

They weren't going to be faced with another Meta, were they?