@OfBloodEclipses Peaceful; describing how she felt during her catnap, ones chest rising and falling, her breathing soft and slow. The pink pone mustn’t be disturbed, for attack mode may be activated.
Hooves curling up to her chest, head nuzzling into the fiend’s wing, she grew →
@OfBloodEclipses The pink pone paid no mind to this, his actions met with high approbation — hooves caressing his scaly skin, head lowered to rest upon his neck.
Eyelids tending to slide shut, body currently wiggling in attempt to near comfort, she allowed herself to drift into the state →
@OfBloodEclipses → the pink pone. Crimson lips twisting into a wide grin, face reflecting ecstasy, oneself nuzzling into his wing. This was... Happiness she expressed; small but just right.
@OfBloodEclipses Pinkamena took note of the fiends fatigued Atman, understanding his purpose in making use of his abilities; wanting to take her leave, allowing him to get some shit eye. However, this wasn't an option, surprisingly, for she felt that if she left, he’d lose all trust in →
@OfBloodEclipses → feeling of a wing in particular looping around her slump figure, ears flattening upon ones head, the pink pone retracted her hooves, light cerulean hues redirecting their gaze on the fiend’s face.
@OfBloodEclipses Relieved at their landing, a
Soft sigh parting crimson lips, small sniffles of the nose coming about her hushed sobs, she brought her hooves up to her face, wiping away the tears that had currently been cascading down ones rosy cheeks.
Twitching upon the →
@OfBloodEclipses The fiend’s act of kindness was known, evident in the eyes of the pink pone. Light cerulean hues blurring, lips twisting into a sullen grin — tears brimming her eyes, droplets cascading down her cheeks. She was crying, surprisingly. She has never been treated kindly.
“ how →
@MortifiedGuilt → would be laughing softly at the thought of their screams, her lips twisting into a sadistic smile.
“ you should've heard their screams, twilight. It was hilarious! —; It’s better to leave everypony than to be with them. Whether they hate you or not, twilight. leave them →
@MortifiedGuilt → my friends decided to betray me, talk about me behind my back, avoid me. That’s when I Realized they weren’t worth my time. I lost all hope, my sanity; wanting to inflict harm on them when I had the chance. I had that Opportunity — I did what I wanted, “
The pink pone →
@MortifiedGuilt → she have become so despised by the ponies of her kind?
“ oh, twilight. Only if you would understand. Ponies of equestria — you can't seem to trust them. They’re all jerks, traitors at that. And friends? They’re much worse. How do you think I became who I am now? →
@MortifiedGuilt Being the one to not express such emotions, her eyes merely rounded in shock at the upsetting news of her ‘friend‘, brows raising in slight astonishment — light cerulean redirecting their gaze, eyes fixing on the purple equine. Her troubles, worse than her own. How could →
@OfBloodEclipses This heat wave was immediately sensed, surprisingly, body wiggling about in means to near comfort, her hold on his neck tightening further. His flame was greatly appreciated.
“ thank you... “
@OfBloodEclipses No indication of dread was evident on her face, for she has had quite the experience with high flight in the past; adventures no more than distant memories. Dull cerulean hues fixating on the darkened sky above them, hooves keeping their grip — head laying upon his neck, a →