User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-27161581-20170228194101

''The ponies appear to be packing up their picnic baskets and putting away their binoculars, apparently planning on leaving as soon as the race ends. The watch the racers round the final bend, passing into Orbit's view: Three mares, the bumblebee pony, the formerly scarfed mare, and one more, all running towards the finish.''

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Sandy: "Oh, that makes sense."

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Blue: "Who's the bigger catch? That Zeiss pony's minion? We have marks? Did I score well?!"

''Inari nibbles on a scone, watching her companion adjust to the mild stiffness left over from the wound. Regrowing muscle tends to cause such, even if there isn't any pain per-say.''

Inari: "Some more than others, but they, like Lord Parlys, wish to use you for their own purposes."