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DustieMoth
"Tree is made of many stories and many moth ancestors! Moth die and become tree food! Sometimes it whispers at night." She got closer to the orbs and once again fell silent.
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August 8, 2020
The Outsider
He took in that information with a slow nod and sat down on the ground. "Interesting, I'll have to ask my fellow trees about such a specimen... Say," The dull blue eyes focused on her once more, "Do you have a favorite color, moth friend?"
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DustieMoth
"Oh yes yes!!! Violet! It's a pretty and relaxing. Dustie loves violet." She put her face through an orb and squeaked.
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August 8, 2020
The Outsider
He bled out even more energies and muttered a silent incantation, dragging the tip of the hoof across the floor, drawing small circles and symbols. Then, a violet orb of light came into existence. It was smaller and a little less bright than the others, but it did not flicker. "Here, this one is you... View More
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DustieMoth
She squeaked as she slowly put the orb in her mouth. I guess moths just want to eat light? She stood there and stared at her now glowing muzzle.
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The Outsider
The orb just kind of phased out of her muzzle, still floating by.
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August 8, 2020
DustieMoth
She followed it and tilted her head. "Pretty pretty!!" She tried touching it with her wing.
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August 8, 2020
The Outsider
The blue orbs crackled and fizzled before vanishing. Seeing that the moth pony was distracted by the light, Zerathur drew a couple more lines and warped away, leaving the immediate area. The violet orb is still following her though, so that's nice.
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