[He follows, walking with about as much pony pride as he can muster.]
Pudding? [He thinks for a moment, little pooftail behind him twitching as he does.] Horse teeth are flat but strong. I think we'd be able to handle chocolate or anything similar... [Not sure how a horse would feel about chocolate though. Feel free to ask why he knows anything about horses in the first place because it's a weird thing to just have HORSE KNOWLEDGE.]
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[she approaches him and... well, how you show affection as a pony? rub heads or something? okay well she... does that, she suppose.]
Let's look for some sweets. [because that solves everything. and it's past pudding time anyway.]
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If you want.
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Pudding? [He thinks for a moment, little pooftail behind him twitching as he does.] Horse teeth are flat but strong. I think we'd be able to handle chocolate or anything similar... [Not sure how a horse would feel about chocolate though. Feel free to ask why he knows anything about horses in the first place because it's a weird thing to just have HORSE KNOWLEDGE.]
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Did you say sugar cubes?
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