[Another exasperated sigh. Another indignant cry when she bumps into another bush in the fog, followed by sputtering and shaking her mane to get the leaves out. Why on earth were the pegasi not here to clear this out? Here she'd figured they wouldn't allow such a faux pas!]

[...Was that-- Oh, thank goodness. A silhouette! Another pony! Yes, someone who no doubt knew their way around here, or a pegasus she could ask with the most patience she could muster why this unsightly fog was still hanging about after so long, and if they would be a dear and remove the silly curtain so that they could all go about their business!]

[She took a moment to make sure her mane fell just right- no need to look a fright when you would address a comrade, no?- before moving at a light trot in the silhouette's direction.]

Excuse me...? I wonder if you would be so kind as to give me directions? I'm afraid I've been turned around somewhere...