You approached the noise that you assumed came from a person. It took a very long time but once you got close enough to view who made the racket, you stopped in your tracks in the grass-filled landscape.
It was an orange mare with a stetson upon her head. She had emerald green eyes and freckles on each cheek. You recognized her as Applejack, from My Little Pony. She kicked another mountainous tree, causing apples to fall from the protruding branches. Applejack stepped away from the tree, and sighed before wiping a bead of sweat off of her face with one of her dirty forelegs.
Applejack then began to walk away from the tree. You gasped when you realized that she was walking in your direction. If you didn't run, you would get stepped on and then never seen again, squished beneath her sweaty, muscular hooves. It was likely that even she wouldn't notice your mushed form afterwards.
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