The rocky bits, Tuesday evening

[notmyownage]

Claudia . . . was still hiding out in the rocky bits. She was getting a bit more towards sickly pale than flat out gray, now, and her finger nails had mostly returned to normal, but her teeth were still very much of the sharp, pointy variety and she kept being tempted to try to eat raw fish straight out of the water, so she was figuring it was not

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[locointhecoco]

Pinkie had decided to go for a walk around some of the lesser visited parts of the island before her hat class. Ponyville wasn't anywhere near a beach, rocky or otherwise, so getting to visit one was quite a treat. And the rocks reminded her a bit of home. She oohed and ahed over a particularly interesting bit of sea glass, then turned to offer a cheerful greeting to a hermit crab.

Fandom was so much fun!

[notmyownage]

Oh crap, someone was coming. Claudia attempted to become one with her little circle of rocks, and hoped that Pinkie would just trot right on by.

[locointhecoco]

And pass up the opportunity to learn about friendship and grow as a person pony?

Bitch, please.

Pinkie spotted the motion of Claudia scrambling backwards and turned to look. "Hello?" She stretched her neck to peer around some of the rocks. "Hi! I don't mean to trespass or bother you. I didn't realize anyone lived in the rocky bits."

[notmyownage]

Claudia threw up her hands, as though this would help her hide from view.

"Yep! Trespassing! You're totally . . . doing that . . . and I'll be forced to prosecute you to the full extent of the law! Or maybe just yell until you go away!"