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11-12-2012, 12:09 PM
The mare spoke. The bright mare remained calm and even so, still let her brave self overcome her mind. "Oh, well, guess what, miss red eyes? I am not one to enjoy my kind." The moments passed. Then, a small black colt trotted briskly into view. "Ahh. Have a young'un, do we? What are the chances, with a disposition like that?" She laughed harshly. Shatter's eyes narrowed as the colt spoke, obviously directed to the stallion. She waited a moment. To listen. She had a curiosity that most grown would not allow themselves to obtain. Boring. This wasn't at all interesting, and it seemed that anything that was had plopped it's little self right down in the dark colt's mind and had given no effort whatsoever to make it's way into the frosty air. Oh well. Shatter spread her thick, white wings, stretched, and glided away on a strong, cold wind current, leaving the conversation only to those who were present to it.
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