_The pegasus looked at the thief. Their back and forehead were both covered, so it could be any of the tribes, and the obvious padding on the muzzle made it impossible to tell wether they were a mare or a stallion.

“You weren’t like this before.” He said finally.

The thief struck another grandiose pose with liquid movements.

“What, you going to dance now?” He asked, chuckling despite himself.

Another pose more grandiose than the last, as if mocking the pegasus attempt and failure to be serious… and then lifted a hoof, inviting him to dance._