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[biteoffherhead]

[Just another day, another time for Moro. Though usually quite content to keep her distance from humans (despite her growing fondness and affections towards the captives of Luceti, she was still incredibly hesitant to be trustful), today it seems she's lounging around just outside the village boundaries. She's even stretching and rolling around,

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[wannabolt]

[She was just minding her own business. Flying around, thinking about doing some stunts.

... But then she sees a giant wolf rolling around and stretching.

That's the biggest wolf she's ever seen! ...not that she sees wolves on a regular basis. Not even close.]

[biteoffherhead]

[After a particularly satisfying stretch, she shakes her fur and rolls her shoulders, looking about absentmindedly.

Whatever the case, she seems to be bored, if nothing else.]

[wannabolt]

[Okay, she's curious enough to approach. Slowly. From above, because she doesn't even know what she's dealing with here, no siree.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro hears the flutter of wings, looking up. There's no bared teeth, fluffed fur, or other signs of aggression as she simply looks up, curiously, at the strange animal.]

Hmm.

[wannabolt]

[... Okay, so apparently this giant wolf can talk.

Well. That makes things a little less daunting.]

Uh. Hi?

[biteoffherhead]

What sort of creature are you?

[wannabolt]

I'm a pegasus pony! Why, you never heard of 'em?

[biteoffherhead]

...No.

[wannabolt]

Uh. Well, you're looking at one.

[In all her brightly colored glory.]

[biteoffherhead]

Interesting. What manner of spirit are you?

[wannabolt]

Spirit? Er, actually, I'm not dead.

[Yes, because spirits -> ghosts in her head.]

What you see is what you get. Just one fast, cool pegasus pony straight out of Equestria.

[biteoffherhead]

...I have not heard of any of that.

[wannabolt]

[She places one hoof right below her chin-- it's a gesture not unlike a human's, really.]

Basically, Equestria's a world full of ponies like me. Some are pegasi, others are earth ponies-- basically no wings or magic, and then there's unicorns. They've got a horn on their head, and all of them have some kinda magic.

[biteoffherhead]

...So you are a form of horse.

[wannabolt]

Yeah, pretty much!

[Just... not as huge. And she can fly.

Speaking of flying, she's going to shift her position so she's hovering upright.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Interesting!]

You are a very interesting young horse.