“I don’t think it’s from Equestria.” Updraft finally said.
I blinked in confusion. “What?”
“I said I don’t think it’s from Equestria.” Updraft said again.
“But… you’re suggesting...” I began.
“Exactly what you think I’m suggesting. I’ll explain when we get home. Quietly, of course. Let’s get out of here. It’s cold and we’re both wet.” Updraft said.
I wasn’t going to argue, but the way his attitude changed was disturbing. He seemed reluctant to talk about it, while at the same time eager to do so. His suggestion was also completely ludicrous! It’s true the statue appeared to be old. Far older than anything I’d expect a carved figure to be, and there was still the question of who built it. It had the basic shape of a pony underneath all that, so you wouldn’t expect the Diamond Dogs to have carved it, nor the griffons or minotaurs. Building a carved statue in the ocean wasn’t something the deer would do either, and the head was too stocky to be a deer anyway. Then there was the matter of it sharing undersea features like scales and tentacles. I hadn’t had a good look at the neck, but I’d wager there were gills somewhere in that mess of seaweed and barnacles. I really wanted to have a longer look. If I could get a team out here with cameras and… wait, why didn’t Updraft have a team out here with cameras? This was the find of the century! Possibly the millennia! He would be famous! It must be the villagers. Something they were doing was preventing him from getting anything going. I felt a chill at the realization that the villagers might be the cause of Updraft not having any help other than myself out here. What exactly had they done, and what might they be capable of if push came to shove? I was no fighter, and the only thing I had that resembled a weapon were my digging tools. My mood fell as we made our way back to the cabin.