You blaze aimlessly through forest, screaming like little filly because you are little filly. Thumping feet and glowing eyes descend from every direction. They make nomming sounds as they jump in to gobble you up!

Then you are in your bedroom. Mother was right and you are glad to have heeded her words. The next morning you discover you have gotten your cutie mark in un-adventure. You are safe for the rest of your long, boring days.

VICTORY!