site event 🍃The Running of the Leaves (2025) Race Event!

[Samurai Equine 56,926]

14 hours ago, Roswell said:

Roswell turns his head back to look at Samurai and he gives him a look before answering…… ‘you can come along if you want but we do things my way’.

 

Samurai joyously chuckles. "I can't make any promises. After all, I am a samurai, which means I am honor bound to follow my code of honor! But one way or another, I will earn your friendship!" Samurai declares as they both enter the next leg of the race.

With no more rain nor mud to worry about, Samurai is now back on solid ground and surrounded by rich forestation! No longer does he need to ignite gentle flames on his hoof tips. No longer does he need to be in the lead. He can focus only on knocking down as many leaves as he pleases! "Nihonbare!!" Those leaves don't stand a chance any more!

 

1 hour ago, Pinkie Pie said:

"I hear you, Starlight! I've seen my fair share of tackle hugs. A number of them were from me, after all!" Pinkie giggled, nodding in agreement as she looked down at the competitors. "However, it's reassuring to see that feelings were mended and that everypony is together again!" Pinkie grinned as she looked down to take notice of Moushley, who was brought back up to the hot air balloon with Socrate. Seeing the sorrowful expression on Moushley's face caused Pinkie to frown in worry. "Oh, please don't be sad, Moushley. I really appreciated your assistance in getting my Cupcake-inator. I think it's time we take a little bit of matters into our own hooves." Smiling at the offered strawberry lollipop, the pink party mare took the treat without hesitation. Moving over to another side of the balloon, she made the vehicle float downwards towards the other racers. More specifically, towards Moonlight as leaned over and reached out towards him. "Thank you for all of your help, everypony! It would have been against the rules to go down and grab the Cupcake-inator possibly. However, seeing everyone all working together again has gotten me super duper motivated! I think a friendship making up party is on the horizons! Until that time comes, keep up the great work, everypony! You're almost there!" Pinkie grinned with glee from eat to ear just as the balloon took to the skies once more. 

Event Number 7

After running through mud and water, cold and darkness, you finally reach the leafiest part of the entire forest! This is your time to knock down leaves in peace, without anything to stop you.

Posts and replies in this part are worth double points!

Last obstacle on October 27th.

 

Moushley cheers up when Pinkie Pie accepts her gift. She runs over and hugs Pinkie's hoof.
Then she runs over and hugs Socrate.
...Then she finds her plastic microphone! It was in the basket! Oh what joy!

And finally, Moushley watches the race and begins commentating with @Pinkie Pie and @Starlight Glimmer, hyping up this race with her cute little squeaks.

[PrincessPriscillaPT 556]

*After Priscilla decided to go to the easy way, while Samurai @Samurai Equinetaking the hard way along with Roswell, they soon met each other at the end of the obstacle. Once they come out on the river, they soon met with a road covered with leaves and we can knock down as much as we want* "Hey, you're finally here! I decided to go to the easy route cuz I don't know where the safe ones are *lol*. Is this the final one or is there one more obstacle?"

[Roswell]

21 minutes ago, Samurai Equine said:

 

Samurai joyously chuckles. "I can't make any promises. After all, I am a samurai, which means I am honor bound to follow my code of honor! But one way or another, I will earn your friendship!" Samurai declares as they both enter the next leg of the race.

With no more rain nor mud to worry about, Samurai is now back on solid ground and surrounded by rich forestation! No longer does he need to ignite gentle flames on his hoof tips. No longer does he need to be in the lead. He can focus only on knocking down as many leaves as he pleases! "Nihonbare!!" Those leaves don't stand a chance any more!

 

 

Moushley cheers up when Pinkie Pie accepts her gift. She runs over and hugs Pinkie's hoof.
Then she runs over and hugs Socrate.
...Then she finds her plastic microphone! It was in the basket! Oh what joy!

And finally, Moushley watches the race and begins commentating with @Pinkie Pie and @Starlight Glimmer, hyping up this race with her cute little squeaks.

Well, we can work together like you said, any way at all.

[PrincessPriscillaPT 556]

*While she was running, @Samurai Equine Samurai and Roswell is having a little chit-chat. She'd love to meet them but she felt it so satisfying after listening to the crumbling leaves.* "Now this is the place where we just take a rest BUT I need to keep on running and make it to the last obstacle of this entire race. I hope it wasn't too hard and make me stand here."

[Samurai Equine]

@TheRockARockster @PrincessPriscillaPT

Samurai nods at Roswell's words, happy to work together.

He then sees Priscilla and waves happily. "Priscilla! It's good to see you again. I guess you managed to get ahead of us this whole time. Thankfully, I didn't see any ponies in need of rescue. So let's leave these trees as barren as possible!"

[Dusk Haven 279]

4 hours ago, Pinkie Pie said:

After running through mud and water, cold and darkness, you finally reach the leafiest part of the entire forest! This is your time to knock down leaves in peace, without anything to stop you.

The ground changed before she even saw it. The mud thinned. The cold softened. And the trees — oh, the trees — they were full.

Towering maples and thick-boughed oaks stretched overhead, their leaves still clinging to branches in brilliant swaths of gold, rust-red, and dusky orange. The wind here was gentler. The air carried the scent of dry bark, old sunlight, and something that felt like memory.

Dusk slowed to a trot, then a walk, then finally stopped altogether.

“Now this is more like it.”

She looked up, eyes half-lidded as the wind stirred the canopy. Not a obsticle in sight — just the rustle of the forest settling in for its long sleep. She stepped toward the nearest tree and placed a hoof gently against its bark.

“Let’s make this count.”

With a twist of her body and a solid kick, she struck. Leaves fell in a burst, swirling around her like starlight shaken loose from the sky. Some caught in her mane. One landed gently on her nose. She didn’t shake it off.

“You waited for this,” she said quietly. “All of you.”

She walked through the falling colors like a dream moving through its own memory, and as she moved from tree to tree, her kicks grew more fluid — deliberate, not rushed. This wasn’t about winning. Not for her.

It was about ending well.

Not far off, she heard the other ponies closing in. That was alright, there were plenty to go around. Though, it was still a compitition. She may not win, but the other ponies deserved a challenge. She picked up her pace, but only slightly.