"Sure. I can go for a bite. How sharp are your fangs." Grills smirked. Only for flirting would let him risk eating another pony's food. Especially it not well trained.
Lochbed looked at him with her quivering nose and lips on full view. Most of it was earth weakness and prissiness to being dirty. But she was not even trying to overcome it in hopes, Ember would do much of the digging. "Can ye?"