Thistle remembered tripping over a root and skinning her knee while playing tag with the other ponies.

She looked at the freshly bandaged injury around her foreleg. The scrape still stung, she could feel the tears burning in her eyes. “Bullrush s-said that it will get infected and that my leg will f-fall off!”

“There, there, little Thistle. It will be ok, it is only a tiny scratch. See, Mommy has made it all better now” The big mare gave the small filly a comforting lick on her mane.


Instictively, Thisle began to lick at the tears in her damaged tail. Slowly, the torn material began to knit back together. The surprised filly began to lick faster, soon the holes in her tail were healed. She quickly turned her attention to her damaged hoof.

“Now how to I reinflate myself?” she thought.

At that moment, the bear that attacked her before came bounding out of nowhere. She never even heard it approach! In an instant it had tackled her and had her on her back, immediately engulfing her throat in its massive jaws.

“They will never find me...” her last thought flashed through her mind.



Hey, who knew, there's a tool in my box for drawing confetti? We'll see how that works out...

Having a lot of fun making smeared backgrounds!

Perception roll... =^^=

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