And she sets about settling into Ponyville.
She learns her way around - here's where she can buy carrots and bunched dandelions and clover sprouts; here's where she can get a case for her crown and cases for everpony else's necklace so they don't have to wear them or leave them lying around loose; here's a shortcut between Guiding's house and the tower the twins live in together. This is when this little town wakes up in the morning and this is when everything closes at night. This is what her friends do all day: Cherry Cordial farms and looks after critters. Brightblaze tinkers with gadgets kind of singlemindedly (though she also flies). Silver Streak plays violin and and reads and wanders around looking at things. Guiding Star does fortune-telling for spare bits and belongs to a dance group and volunteers for anything going on in town that could use amateur decorating (Joy is often with her when she does this). Joy also wanders around being sociable and helpful and cooks, itinerantly, for anypony who'll spare him kitchen space.
And Clarity learns the organizational system of the library, with Blueberry's considerable help, and she studies and explores.
And when she's been in residence for just shy of a week, she gets a letter from the Princess, which contains six tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala. Aww, that's thoughtful. Clarity's never been before.
She goes out to see which of her friends she'll run into first if she takes a meandering path through town.
"Blueberry's very helpful. I barely have any work to do. I should probably ask the princess if I actually have a budget and, like, pay her."
"I'm sure she'd appreciate that. And I suspect if you do, she'll spend some of it populating your library with more books."
"Baking. And now that that's over with, I'm going to pick up Seb and do the rounds checking on local creatures. But there's no big rush on that; I have time for a chat first."
"I can tell you when to be quiet or hang back; should be no problem as long as you can do that," shrugs Cordy.
She loads up the muffins into a basket, which she balances on her back with earth pony ease, and then she sets off.
"Hummingbirds, butterflies, bats - fruit bats especially; they have a whole section of the old apple orchard to themselves - bears, mice, squirrels, beavers, raccoons, bunnies... that's most of the common things. Plus a few hawks and an eagle."
"Yeah, before my family moved here, it was called Sweet Apple Acres. Crash started planting cherry trees before I was born, and helped them along with magic, and now the working parts are mostly cherries except for the zap-apples and one regular apple field that had some of the best trees. But the west orchard was full of fruit bats when we got here and it seemed like a waste to chase them out, so we just let them have it."
"They're a kind of magic apple. The zap-apple trees bear fruit at unpredictable times, and you have to get it all off the trees in a single day or the remaining apples just disappear, but they make the most amazing jam if you know the recipe. Which we do."
"There's no pattern to it at all, you just have to pay attention to the signs so you know when to get ready for the harvest - they usually don't grow during winter, but it's been known to happen."