The Preserve, Saturday Morning
May. 17th, 2008 06:52 amOnce Tyler got used to the fact he had hooves and fur, he didn't so much mind being a pony. (Though he would probably bite anybody who called him cute.) Just another reason the island was weird, right? At least he hadn't gotten turned into a slime mold.
He clip-clopped out into the preserve, seeing how fast he could go. He also wondered what pony fights would be like.
[OOC: Establishy unless you don't mind mega-SP. I just had to make an anarchist pony.]
He clip-clopped out into the preserve, seeing how fast he could go. He also wondered what pony fights would be like.
[OOC: Establishy unless you don't mind mega-SP. I just had to make an anarchist pony.]