Lyipheoryia Posted February 7, 2017 Report Posted February 7, 2017 Neria kept her grip tight on her staff, looking from beneath her cloak. He seemed friendly, talkative, perhaps too trustworthy. She grew up in a world where any creature other than "Unicorn" was disliked, and being an Earth Pony didn't lend her any kindness. His smile seemed genuine, but his eyes hid more than cheerful optimism. She tuned her head to face him, and stepped towards him, "Neria." She pointed the tip of her staff towards him: perhaps a greeting, perhaps a threat.
puzzlebeat Posted April 20, 2017 Author Report Posted April 20, 2017 (Sorry for my recent hiatus. I had some issues with Internet. But if everyone still wants to keep going I'm OK with that.)
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