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"Please. It's my job to help out those in need," Silversword said, and gave him what she hoped looked like a reassuring smile. "You might also, er, want to get out of the way of the crowd." she attempted to part the crowd around him, and clear a space. "Are you sure I cannot help you?" she asked, her tone careful.

Hey fake puma, I'M REALLY HAPPY FOR YOU AND I'MMA LET YOU FINISH BUT.. CHUCK TESTA IS THE BEST TAXIDERMIST OF ALL TIME ALL TIME

Puma: *gnaws on your limbs*

Quietly, she made up her mind. She would help the colt. He seemed genuinely lost, and the crowd was rather difficult to maneuver. "No need to be," she said in her quiet, tranquil voice. "Do you require assistance?" Silversword queried, watching him, wondering what the problem was. She really hoped he didn't seem put off by her tone, it was just that she wasn't very good at interacting with others, but she did want to help the colt.

*bursting with excitement*

Puma: LOLNOPE.

*ahem* Gentleponies. Must we act like such ruffians? I must propose something. How about we all let me be the last one to post? That would work, wouldn't it?

Noticing that he seemed to be having a bit of trouble, Silver trotted up to the colt, careful not to bump into anypony. When it seemed she would trip, at one point, she used her wings to balance herself and gracefully went over to the dark pony. She cocked her head and watched him, waiting for him to look up. He did look rather frightened.. It was her job to help!

Silversword was feeling slightly tired, but didn't mind. It merely meant she was doing well! Stepping over the other ponies, attempting not to get her long legs to trip anyone, she nimbly reached the carrots and paid for a couple. Yawning, she reached the celery and paid for it, noticing that a rather lost-looking pony was in the middle of the crowd.

((Don't worry c: We'll just make it easier for them to meet XD I think Silver's older, and as a guardpony, she could help him find his way. C:)) After cleaning herself up (she couldn't go out looking like a slob), Silversword trotted to the market district of Trottingham, which wasn't all that far off from the lakes. It took a while to get there, but eh, she loved long trots, so it suited her just fine. Carefully slipping between the crowd, the young mare looked for the fruit stalls, hoping to get a good price on some apples. She looked for those that weren't too small, and bought a couple, handing the salespony the bits needed without much to say. Once she had her apples in her saddlebag, she trotted off to find a salespony that had celery or carrots in their shop.

*pats your back* shh, shh, it's okay. You can own.. ants! Or sea monkeys!

But.. But the flanks! .... SQUEE

*Dashie's fetal position is a go!*

((hope this is good enough c:)) Silversword had been sparring for a while now, her mouth gripping the wooden sword that would someday be replaced with her own, actual sword. I can't wait, she thought happily, slashing at the dummy in front of her. She lunged, and it finally fell. Panting, she moved away, and slumped to the ground. She'd have the day free after this practice session, and then what would she do? Food, her mind reminded her. You need to go to the market district! But is there even a market district nearby? Maybe in Trottingham. Stupid mare, traveling to the lakes before stocking up! she scolded herself as she kicked the dummy around.

I currently have a cat named Chopin/Timothy (when we adopted him, my older brother named him Chopin. My sister decided to call him Timothy. XD As the youngest of the three, I had no say in the matter, and I wanted to call him Vishnu, as our previous cats' name had been Shiva XD). My brothers' friend, who is a veterinary assistant, found him and cleaned him up, got rid of his fleas and fixed little cuts he had. We went and adopted him the next day c: We got him around February last year, at two months old. Now he's a very long and very strange cat XD. He hisses at any other cat who goes into the backyard, dislikes my sister enormously, and likes to sleep on my bed. I also have two Orange Platys, one with a black tail called Mobius, and one that's reddish, called Finnley. XD And a young koi/goldfish/something XD called Fishface 5000. (my brother thought it would be funny lol.) However, when I was younger, I did have rather odd pets, such as a squirrel, a blue jay, (we released them both when they were old enough, as they had been injured/left without a mother before), 18 tadpoles, 3 fire-bellied toads, a chick that scared my sisters' cat out of his wits, and a cockatiel that we trained to fly around the park and come back. I've never had a dog ;-;

Very interesting character! I especially liked the part about him warding off mobs of fans XD

*coughs* And.. And. NO. I am determined to win.

*has ze magicks*

Ahem.. Gentleponies?

*explodes from Yo Dawgtasticness* ;-;

FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUU D:

Finally, somepony agrees!

EVERYONE WE MUST LOVE AND TOLERATE THE BRONSICIAN.

But darling, I am simply fabulous! How could you say no to this? *rarityface* :I