Luna: "That makes two this week."
Celestia: "Two? In one week? Who is the other?"
Luna: "Uncle Apple is growing old. His joints hurt when he moves. They say his Time is coming soon, and he is making peace with his family."
Celestia shook her head. A pony's Time came when they could no longer keep up with the herd. Whether it was a snake bite, or old age, if they could not run, it was simply impossible to shield them from predators.
— Paradise
