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wrongkindofsith) wrote2011-07-10 10:04 pm
wrongkindofsith) wrote2011-07-10 10:04 pm
Room 418, Sunday Morning
Oddly enough, Cara had not been best pleased to wake up with hooves. Twisting around to look at herself it also seemed like she had a tattoo of crossed agiels on either side of her flanks, but it was hard to tell given they were half-covered by her wings.
...covered by her wings.
Okay, now that was just ridiculous. If she found out who was responsible for this, they were going to get such a kicking.
At least the door-handle wasn't too hard to work with her mouth.
[ooc: Open door, cranky pony.]
...covered by her wings.
Okay, now that was just ridiculous. If she found out who was responsible for this, they were going to get such a kicking.
At least the door-handle wasn't too hard to work with her mouth.
[ooc: Open door, cranky pony.]