The storm filly wondered around her recent encounter with the grey mare and Caneo on her mind. 'Where in the world was she supposed to find bronze? What did look bronze anyway?' Grumbling the storm filly silently moved along searching for whatever the stuff was. How was she supposed to find something without knowing what she was looking for, well besides the name. It was like hunting for a needle in a haystack and the needle was hay. There was no way this could be possible! Her temper swelled like a hot air-balloon before lift off. Taking her battering ram like skull she attack a tree stabbing her strong growing horns into the bark ripping viciously until her temper subsides. Breathing heavily the storm filly gazed around her different colored eyes taking in the area. The trees were thinning out and she might have killed the youngest one around. ’Oh well.' Shrugging her tiny shoulders she moved off not really paying attention to where she was going. The ground slowly shifted from thick grass to sandy sparse shrubs. The ground was becoming softer and harder to walk on as the golden sand tugged at her sharp young hooves.

Spindly legs seemed to all get stuck at once sending the grumpy filly head first into the sand. As her tiny grey body hit the sand a cloud of golden dust puffed out around her. VWhat the hell?!"[/color] As she spoke her mouth instantly filled with the dry gritty soil. Spitting and spluttering she struggled to her legs cussing as she went. Yellow and green orbs found what she needed most, water. staggering to the crashing shore she lowered her dagger mounted head. Sucking greedily her naive mouth filled with the tangy water. The salty water sprayed from her mouth the salt seemed to stick too every craves of her mouth filling her flat teeth and coating her tongue. "What in the hell is wrong with this place?!" She screamed her anger along with spitting the nasty salt and sand from her tender maw.

Grumbling angrily the foal turned her attention around looking for the next evil thing that seemed nice. What was with all of this stuff attacking unsuspecting foals. Eyes widened and harks pricked as she noticed a small red thingy scuttling sides away from her. Against all better judgement, an older horse would have, she moved towards it. VAnd what in the worlds are you?"[/color] Lowering her velvety muzzle towards the creature. It's body looked hard and as red as a spring rose, which she had yet to see. Curiosity gripped the filly as she leaned in to touch it. The barbed wire marked filly noticed the pitchers a second to late. A howl of agony ripped from her young lunges as the thing latched firmly onto her nose. She reared high her legs lashing out trying to beat the evil monster away. ""GET THE FUCK OFF MY FACE!" Screaming she bucked and yelled whirling the foal fell with a thump. Continuing to yell and cuss the storm girl rolled lashing out in anger and growing panic.

"Talking" ’Thinking’
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OOC: @[Aurelia] lol She cracks me up!

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