The pirate brings his new captive to the Captain as they finish up the conversation, the two bustling crews quieting down once they see their comrade in possession of a lil' filly. A struggling, panicking filly, who obviously wanted to see the pirates from a distance.
The pirate sets Clover on the floor.
"Sir, I found a Small." He points to her with a hoof, stock serious. Apparently, Clover is now a Small.
Highwind looks up from his package, at the pirate, then down at Clover.
"…Indeed you did. What, did it fall out of you on the way to the bathroom Sunny?"
"'Fraid not. Found her ducked off in those bushes."
Highwind smiles, lowering his head to talk to the filly, his voice quiet, eyes aglow with a gentle gleam.
"What's a little filly doing out here in the middle of nowhere? Where are your parents?"
The pony named "Sunny" keeps a hoof on her head, stopping Clover from running.