Samurai Equine

@PrincessPriscillaPT Samurai notices Priscilla getting competitive. At first he is surprised, but then it quickly grows into excitement. "Now that's the spirit, Priscilla-chan! Akiramenaide!" Samurai keeps up this racing spirit, gladly knocking down leaves from trees whenever he gets the chance, but still willing to match Priscilla's competitive spirit with his own. Who will come out on top? Who knows. However, as they exit the river together, they soon find themselves on solid ground and surrounded by fog. "Now, what was is Dynamo said? Something about not using magic in this race to give yourself an unfair speed advantage? But anything else should be fine. If I remember correctly, then..." Samurai thinks to himself before acting. Focusing his magic, Samurai lights up his horn, creating a sizable flame at the top of this horn. "I shall assist! Racers behind me, let my light guide you in the darkness!" In doing this, Samurai no longer needs soft flames on his hooves. The flame on his horn will keep him warm and will provide a little bit of help to those who need it. @Dynamo Pad, @Shiny Silvermoon Knowing Dynamo still doesn't know who she is, Moushley pulls out a tiny nametag sticker and puts it on her shirt. Dipping her little claw into the the dirt, she writes on the tag. It now now reads "Hi! My name is: MOUSHLEY". With happy little squeaks, she salutes, then pretends to be some kind of monster, runs in a circle while pretending to call for help, draws an image of cheese in the ground, and finishes with a happy dance. ... This is somehow suppose to explain everything. Dynamo will have to figure out what it means, unless Shiny knows how to speak mouse.

Samurai waves at @PrincessPriscillaPT Priscilla as he passes. "Ganbatte, ojousama!" Meanwhile, Moushley comes out of hiding behind @Dynamo Pad Dynamo when she sees @Shiny Silvermoon Socrate giving a peace offering. She squeaks and sniffs around a bit before approaching. She takes the the strawberry and sniffs it. ...It's not cheese... She walks up to Socrate and feeds it to him. This is Moushley's way of making a friend. She's not afraid of Socrate anymore. Surprisingly, Moushey is not even remotely bothered by the thunder in the rain storm.

Samurai trudges forward, short of breath and looking a little woozy. Swimming in the river really took it out of him. Still, as he occasionally bucks a few trees while losing whatever lead he had in the race, he can't help but look around. He sees ponies helping ponies. Friends helping friends whenever they need it. "Samurai, what are you doing feeling sorry for yourself? It should be you helping others when they need it! There must be something that--" KABOOM! Samurai's thoughts are interrupted when a strike of lightning hits a little close, tearing down a branch from a tree and setting the tip of it on fire. It's a real shocking sight. "...Perfect! I can prevent a forest fire AND rejuvenate!" Samurai trots over, and with magical concentration, absorbs all the flames into himself. Soon the tree branch is extinguished. Moreover, Samurai perks up. His jacket dries up instantly. And the ground underneath him dries. "YATTAZE! Samurai Equine is at full throttle once more!" With a single hoof, Samurai lifts the fallen tree branch and tosses it away so that it won't block the race course. From there, his hooves one again magically light up with small, harmless flames. And with a quick squat, Samurai dashes off like a professional track runner, determined to get back to make up for lost time and return to his previous position in the race. But this time, Samurai is doing his best to try and find alternate paths so that he won't have to do any more swimming.