The Middle Of The Pasture

You follow the overly-hyper Seekee to the middle of the pasture. Immediately Seekee calls over a red unicorn, who was laying quietly in the grass. Standing, and looking rather annoyed, the unicorn walks to you.

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"Hi," the unicorn says softly to you, her angry eyes set on Seekee. "That's my friend Elegance. Isn't she pretty!?" Seekee says. Smiling, slightly, Elegance opens her wings, showing off. "I am, aren't I...?" she asks. You laugh at the two. "Yes, you are," you respond. Flattered, the unicorn says kindly "I hope you enjoy your stay, and come back soon, dear!" and trots off. "I don't really like her," Seekee whispers to you. You crack up. You turn to watch Elegance leave...and you grin as she crosses paths with a male pony, strutting her stuff suddenly. The male approaches you.

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He smiles at Seekee, and she blushes..then he turns to you. "Hi," he says, chuckling. "A human. Is Seekee bothering you?" Seekee flushes red and makes an angry sound, turning and stomping off. The male laughs, and so do you. "I'm Evero," he says. "Are you having fun so far?" "Yes," you respond. "You are the first normal horse I've seen, though...I mean, not a unicorn or pegasus or anything." "Yeah, and I'm the only grown male you've seen, too, huh? It sucks being the only one...all the girls make a big fuss over you." You laugh again. "Oh look, it's Gabrielle," he says. You turn just in time to see an gazelle-like creature hop by, not stopping to say hi.

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"She's always busy, with God knows what," Evero explains. "But I must be on my way too." "Alright," you say, and watch him trot off. You hear a voice behind you say "God that boys hot." You laugh and turn to see a Pegacorn.

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You grin. "He said that he's tired of all of the girls saying that.." "I know," she said, "but I think he likes me." She winked at you, and you laughed again. She grins. "Would you like to meet my foal?" You blink. "Foal..? You have a mate?" "No," she says, "He's adopted..." you nod, and follow her into the stables, which seperate that side of the pasture from the other.