by ~Star Grace~ » Thu Feb 27, 2014 1:23 am
Darkened smiled at his foals, he then quickly turned to Dancer and nodded curtly, signaling that she could adopt the lone colt. He then turned back to his foal, "Are you ready?" he asked, pawing the ground with his large draft hoof with feathering.
Blossom smiled at Dreamweaver, "Alright," she nickered to him, then turned to North, she gave a small dip of her head to North and then smiled, "Hello, I am Blossom, Lead Mare of the Sun Herd. And who might you be?" she asked, her voice pleasant.
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And who are you, the proud lord said
That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
That's all the truth I know.
And in a coat of red
Or a coat of gold
A lion still has claws.
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
As long as sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere.
Yet now the rains weep o'er his halls,
With no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his halls,
With not a soul to hear.
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