[Her laugh only goaded him on and he smiled in the way only these ponies could, chompy teeth, and he spun around, as if he was chasing his own tail. Hatter kicked as impressively as he could too. She came to see him, after all he'd been asking, so he was going to make it worthwhile. He reared up and paddled his hooves at her. And skipped around in a circle.]
You should come and be a pony, yeah? Very simple. And there's a bright forest, there's all types of trees there, not like the Cat's forest. Kitty wouldn't like it there. [Too bright. Less places for him to easily hide. Hatter wish he had some leaves he could toss up, that'd be fun too. He came a little closer to the door, curious.] We can play and gallop. You'd be a white pony and yellow and blue and maybe wings they've got wings.