Post by Mister Stewart on Mar 21, 2011 22:48:06 GMT -8
It was a cloudy day in Ponyvale. It wasn't raining just yet, but it would soon - and that cast a certain unease over this portion of Equestria.
For example, there was one pony who was galloping at a brisk pace, head held high as he made his way along. His white coat shone even in the muted sunlight, neat chestnut mane flopping as he went. Rhyme-Time was one of the hardest-working unicorns in Ponyvale...and right now, he had to run some errands and get back to Riddle Whisper's estate. He had, unfortunately, been up far too late cleaning the night before...and he was feeling just a little irritable.
Stumbling in exhaustion, he skidded to a halt, kicking dust up onto his off-white jacket. Well, THAT was just perfect. Just what he needed. He didn't have TIME for this!
...But he WAS tired. Maybe just...a moment.
Trotting up to a nearby tree, he sat down, tail flicking to obscure the bird figurine emblazoned upon his haunch.
For example, there was one pony who was galloping at a brisk pace, head held high as he made his way along. His white coat shone even in the muted sunlight, neat chestnut mane flopping as he went. Rhyme-Time was one of the hardest-working unicorns in Ponyvale...and right now, he had to run some errands and get back to Riddle Whisper's estate. He had, unfortunately, been up far too late cleaning the night before...and he was feeling just a little irritable.
Stumbling in exhaustion, he skidded to a halt, kicking dust up onto his off-white jacket. Well, THAT was just perfect. Just what he needed. He didn't have TIME for this!
...But he WAS tired. Maybe just...a moment.
Trotting up to a nearby tree, he sat down, tail flicking to obscure the bird figurine emblazoned upon his haunch.
