Cassandra woke up early, as she did every morning, and rolled over so that she may leave the bed, as she did every morning, and then crashed to the floor in a flurry of hooves and tail and other such nonsense.
"Maker!She scrambled up to her-- legs, breathing harshly, eyes big. "What magic is this?!" she snapped, staring down at her front hooves.
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So what better idea than to seek out Cassandra? Had Lucille had time to think she would have remembered that Cassandra wasn't exactly fond of dragons, but that had slipped her mind. Because of this there was now scratching at the door.
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She was hardly going to be ashamed of the island messing with her.
She managed to tug the door open with her teeth... and immediately snarled. As well as a pony could snarl. Drake! Where was her sword?!
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"Cassandra?"
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"... Lucille?"
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Face, no.
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And fur, and hooves, and a tail, and four legs.
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To be fair, everything was ridiculous today.
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