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[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris has, as always, been largely ignoring the castle. He makes his social interactions when the castle forces him to, but he treats it as an annoying routine he must follow. Having spent his morning in the lobby, he has retreated to his room.

Unfortunately, something is waiting in his room. It's something that has been in his room for quite some time now, lying in wait. Ready to STRIKE. And today is the day it pounces. The journal is of course open to pick up the sound of Pinkie's Party Cannon going off, along with the elf's startled yell as he and his room is covered in streamers, balloons and confetti]

The blighted beast left months ago! WHY IS THIS THING IN MY ROOM?!!!!

Comments

[wolfuncaged]

...I do not know what that is.

[peacockherald]

Yfandes is my companion - she is a horse, more or less, and can speak, in a manner.

[wolfuncaged]

More talking horses. Wonderful.

[peacockherald]

She is real horse size, at least, and does not talk like the ponies.

[wolfuncaged]

...How does she speak, then?

[peacockherald]

Mindspeech.

[wolfuncaged]

...I wish I had not asked.

[peacockherald]

She is not so... obvious, or loud, as the ponies.

[wolfuncaged]

That is a small miracle.

[peacockherald]

I suppose. Luna is not so bad, at least, though I admit I have not had the.. pleasure of meeting the pony capable of using a cannon.

[wolfuncaged]

Then you are most fortunate.