[Full Moon Party]

Sunder gives a small nod at that. "I suppose they are... yes. That would be a tidy thing to do."

And then?

She'll approach the gathering of werefoxes near the stage. She's fully expecting tails to fluff and ears to fall, but maybe, in time, that won't be their reaction to she and her kin any longer. But the question is, how? How to win that trust? What must she do to make her little ponies accepted?

That's what she's going to find out.

"Excuse me?" the nightmære says, her tone polite. Just... loud enough to be heard over the music. "I was hoping I might be able to ask for some advice from you."

A nightshade asking for advice from the living?

That's certainly new.