Oxy Okay, so you were definitely, kinda, sorta looking for Snowflake when you found the boat. But then the Earth God said two by twos, and you were with Thing #1, and it wasn’t like you could just leave her there, and she explodes everything… Yeah, yeah. Excuses, excuses. But seriously. Does anybody really want to let Thing #1 on the boat without the only one who might have half a chance of controlling her? You didn’t think so. Not that you’re really a good influence or anything. “Snowflake,” you grumble once Thing #1 has finished introducing her rat, also ignoring the other mare because… well, you don’t know her. Did Thing #1 get that from you? Maybe. “I was trying to keep Thi-” you stop abruptly. You probably shouldn’t call your daughter Thing #1 in front of Snowflake. Except… you don’t really know her name. So… yeah. “Keep her safe.” There’s too much of an audience around for you to get too lovey-dovey, but you do reach down and run your muzzle along her cheek. Why does even that simple touch have to make you feel like your muzzle is being torn open? You’re going to kill the moon goddess later. Don’t be mad, your actions seem to imply. Just in case, your companion morphs into a butterfly for a moment and begins to flit around, attempting to calm Snowflake. Oxy & Shida |
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