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This mare was kind. She didn't seem to have ant problem with Spice. And she liked that. Because being annoying was on the bottom of her list. She never wanted to burden someone wit the horrible ways of being annoying. That would really stink. Because not many liked annoying fillies all up in their biz. Spice nodded along with Resplendence's agreement with her definition of the red Dragon's name.
She then spoke again about wings. Pausing to finish what she was saying, apologizing at the end. "No need to apologize." She smiled kindly at the light crimson-stained mare. "I didn't and frankly, couldn't believe there where horses with sticks on their heads." She looked back to the time when she first met that colt, Erebos. His horn was so...new and different to the girl. She really liked different things.
After a few comfortable silent moments between them, of letting the woman think, Spice as well, she spoke. The only word that grabbed Spice's attention was murderer. She didn't know what it meant, but listening to the words surrounding, it didn't sound good. Loose, and Not safe. She frowned. "Wait a second, what is a murderer?." Her green eyes flashed with a new confusion at hearing a word that she did not understand. Not frequently coming upon these kinds if things, she hoped her question did nit come out at rude or anything like that.
The Dragon -Valiance- seemed trapped in a pool of indecision as his eyes flashed in between the two of the mares. Spice would have smiled at this, but the frown pulled too hard at her mouth. Anchors pulling the tips to the ground. She wished to know what this murderer thing meant. Or was. It made her anxious in wait of the mares surprise.
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When your young, you just run...
But you come back...to what you need
This mare was kind. She didn't seem to have ant problem with Spice. And she liked that. Because being annoying was on the bottom of her list. She never wanted to burden someone wit the horrible ways of being annoying. That would really stink. Because not many liked annoying fillies all up in their biz. Spice nodded along with Resplendence's agreement with her definition of the red Dragon's name.
She then spoke again about wings. Pausing to finish what she was saying, apologizing at the end. "No need to apologize." She smiled kindly at the light crimson-stained mare. "I didn't and frankly, couldn't believe there where horses with sticks on their heads." She looked back to the time when she first met that colt, Erebos. His horn was so...new and different to the girl. She really liked different things.
After a few comfortable silent moments between them, of letting the woman think, Spice as well, she spoke. The only word that grabbed Spice's attention was murderer. She didn't know what it meant, but listening to the words surrounding, it didn't sound good. Loose, and Not safe. She frowned. "Wait a second, what is a murderer?." Her green eyes flashed with a new confusion at hearing a word that she did not understand. Not frequently coming upon these kinds if things, she hoped her question did nit come out at rude or anything like that.
The Dragon -Valiance- seemed trapped in a pool of indecision as his eyes flashed in between the two of the mares. Spice would have smiled at this, but the frown pulled too hard at her mouth. Anchors pulling the tips to the ground. She wished to know what this murderer thing meant. Or was. It made her anxious in wait of the mares surprise.
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