Vinyl nodded her head to the music only she could hear. She wove through the thick crowds of Manehatten, narrowly fitting between a large mare and a skinny stallion as she just beat the light. Her anxious steps carried her forward, head bobbing.

Note: This is a personal challenge, from me, to me, to do a story without any dialogue. I will focus on describing things, not words. How'd I do? Lemme know!