A buffalo wearing a large, feathered headdress shot out a perplexed look about the several dozen buffalo gathered, including one pony sized buffalo with a curly mane. The look was simply sent back from the groups and shared amongst them. This buffalo chief then turned towards Magic Pants. “I’m not sure why you feel the need to extend pony friendship to us, strange one. We are already at peace with the ponies.”

Magic Pants nodded. “Oh, I know! It’s just that I feel a connection to your people?”

“Uh, do you?” Chief Thunderhooves said as Little Brave Heart peered intently at Magic Pants.

Magic Pants smiled. “Yes! See, I am 1/64^th Cherokee! So I’m descendent of the native Americans which are basically bipedal buffalo!”

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“It… it can’t go on for much longer!” Twilight said, obviously trying to convince herself more than anypony. “It just can’t!” she added as tears begin to form in her eyes.

“Hey Twilight?” Applejack said in an inquisitive tone. “Do ya think turquoise has any intrinsic or monetary value?” She asked as she examined one of the large blue-green gemstones.