Snapshot tipped his hat and smiled as gave off a quiet, “Hello!” beneath Settin Stone’s voice.
“Tales, I want you to meet Snapshot. Snapshot, this is Spring Tales.” As Stone spoke, Snapshot casually held out his hoof to Spring. “You know how things work around here, so be sure to show him the ropes. Also, loathe as I am to admit, you’re gonna get promoted, now that you can do some [i]real[/i] reporting.” Out of Stone’s view, Snapshot’s muzzle subtly crumpled up at the mention of, ‘[i]real[/i] reporting.’ Snapshot had seen a few newspapers when he first dove into pony society and he was hardly impressed. Stone did not appear to be the pony that had any interest in paparazzi gossip articles, but the possibility always remained. Whatever [i]real[/i] reporting was, Snapshot had no frame of reference. “Expect more hoofwork on top of your editorials.”