Zarely spotted a filly. "Little girl are you lost?" She asked kindly. 'She doesn't seem lost, but maybe she is. I should ask, like I did.' Zarely thought, smiling at the filly. "I can help you go home, if you would like." She told the pony. 'I wonder, is she too scared to be alone to talk? Perhaps she didn't quite hear me, anyways,...' Zarely wondered. "Did you hear me?" She asked, smile in her face since the beggining.