A pony stumbled on the train, and lost her balance, eventually falling on her face. As the white pony lifted her carpet-burned face she muttered, "Please tell me this is going to LonelyVille."
"Oh, great, I'm going somewhere where I don't even know any of the ponies, but we're all going for the same reason..." Shadowsmiles though apathetically to herself.
"Um, where should I sit?" Shadowsmiles turned to Bella. "Oh, by the way, my name's Shadowsmiles." (Hope I'm starting out ok Q.Q)