Apple bucking is no difficulty to Applejack. It pretty much comes second nature; she could do it in her sleep. However, there comes a time every now and again, when she wished she had a way of getting about from tree to tree and the different groves more quickly, cutting harvesting times in half.

Hearing her mutter one night over sore legs, some benevolent Sky Spirits have decided to answer Applejack's prayers. Their answer just so happens to come soon in the form of three metric tons of polycarbonate titanium.