Tisco planned out what he would do if he saw Midas. He continued trotting along, thinking deeply about the matter. Finally he decided what to do, but he needed to run into the stallion before he said or did anything. Tisco dug his hooves into the sand, stopping himself from going any further. He looked into the sky, hoping to see that one black and white pegasus soaring above him, but he saw nothing but a few clouds and the sun. He sighed and lowered his head, trying to clear his mind.
OOC Sorry, very short post. I had to squeeze the few drops of Tisco muse out.
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