User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-27161581-20160229073925

Inari turns her head, a tail carefully wiping away a couple of tears, first from one side than the other.

Inari: "An emotion, an old one, a happy one. One made sweet by the bitterness that follows after. Some creatures never get to know the warmth of a mother's embrace, though it is but a copy of my own. I am not sure which is more cruel, to never have had those bonds form, or to watch them break, yet here I can share all the joy and pleasure, without the pain that follows."

Phantomenia slowly waddles close to Mare Do Well, and immediately goes to sleep, her head against Mare Do Well's flank, stuffed by this potent experience.