Fluttershy flew back to her house that night. When she arrived, Angel was just finishing his chores and was putting the mice to bed. Fluttershy helped the snails to their house and tended to her chores. After she was finished, she thanked Angel for the help and put the rabbit to bed.
*Knock Knock* Two short quiet sounds came from Fluttershy's door.
"Coming!" Fluttershy called, not expecting visitors this late.
She pulled opened the door to see the same stallion that she had seen earlier that day. Fluttershy felt her whole body tensing up and made a conscious effort to stop.
"H-hello, Fluttershy. It's Mosshoof. I'm sorry if it's too late, I could wait until tomorrow…" Mosshoof said anxiously.
"No!" Fluttershy exclaimed, "I-I mean, no, it's ok, please come in." She said, trying to sound calm.
"I'm sorry if I startled you earlier by the woods. I saw you while I was tending to the forest." Said Mosshoof as he entered Fluttershy's home.
"Oh, no, its alright." Replied Fluttershy, "What do you mean when you say, 'tending to the forest'?" Asked Fluttershy, trying to steer the conversation off of herself.
"Oh, that's my trade. I am the protector of the forest." He said, showing her his Mark. It was a moss covered stone. "I help the forest in times of need, such as a storm, hurricane or fire. During times of peace in the forest, I help the trees grow, plant brush and cultivate growth in the forest in general." Mosshoof said.
Fluttershy was astonished. All this time, there was somepony working to help the forest in which all of her friends lived and played?
"That sounds wonderful! I help animals in the same way that you help the forest. They come to me for food when they cannot find any, for help when they are hurt and for a place to sleep when they don't have one." Fluttershy explained.
And so, Fluttershy and Mosshoof talked. They conversed about their lives and work late into the night, until, Fluttershy grew tired and fell asleep on the floor of the main room where they had been laying, talking. As Fluttershy slept, Mosshoof grew tired as well. He laid his head softly on her stomach and the rhythm of her breathing led him to sleep as well.