The small pony started forward on his journey, winding his way through the forest of grass and small rocks. He was in no hurry. A pony of this size could graze for a LONG time.

Past the tail and the two giant back legs he ventured, under the looming shadow of the colossus. It was more like a solar eclipse than anything. The path ahead of him was more or less an expanse of dirt patches in the grass, so it wasnt too hard to see where he was heading. Looking up, all he could see was a giant mass supported by four huge pillars, it seemed. He could hear the deep rumble of the ponys breathing above him, occasionally hampered by the remains of grass it had chewed and swallowed.

He could tell this pony was hungry. Every now and again, a deep rumble from the giants stomach shook the ground slightly, not that he was complaining