A small white furred filly with a pink mane and tail gazes towards a large white mare who is nursing a dark-furred baby-foal. The large mare stops nursing to resume talking to the filly, "...and that's why it's called Spring, because when the sun returns life 'springs' out everwhere, from plants to ponies." she says. The filly nods attentively.

The large mare returns to nursing, shifting her weight a little.

In the lull the filly wrinkles her nose and inhales deeply, "Mmmm smells nice." The large mare chuckles sonorously before stating, "Spring is when the land takes its first breath after Winter - the scent of life's love for the sun."