Elora was protected. She had two dads that helicoptered over her at about every moment of every day. Never before had the tiny bay filly ventured from their sight. She was ignorantly unaware of anything horrible the world had to offer. Somehow (without magic) Elora was able to sneak away from her two dads. Earlier she heard from a grumpy, old stallion about a race. He was a creepy stallion who was covered in wrinkles and stunk of mothballs. Sahm had scooted Elora away eagerly without her being able to question the stallion about the race. Though she was able to catch some information as to where and when it would be held. So like a mischievous child Elora escaped from her parent’s protective grasp and made a beeline for the race.
The small filly had not entirely thought out her plan. Since she had never been out on her own she had no idea where the quest grounds were. So she walked in a purposeful direction. Eventually Elora came upon a small, stumpy toad that seemed to be made up of mostly warts. ”Well hello there mister toad. Can you tell me where the quest lands are?” She said sweetly. The toad looked at her with bulging eyes. ”Rippit. Rippit Rippity Rippit. .” Mr. Toad stated. ”Oh I see…around the bend and past the trees that look like two flies stuck together. Great! Thank you Mr. Toad.” Elora smiled, bent down, and slapped a giant kiss on the toads head. With saliva now dripping from him the toad quickly hopped away.
Happily Elora switched her direction and skipped her way around the bend until she met up with the peculiar looking trees. It was there she stood, lost and confused once again. A bird fluttered down to Elora’s level. ”Hello there Miss Bird. Can you tell me the direction of the quest lands?” She said with a sweet smile. The bird flicked its wings and responded, ”Chirp, chirp, chirpity chirp.”
”Ah so across the stream and up the hill. Why thank you Miss Bird.” Elora shifted her shoulders happily and planted another sloppy kiss on the bird. The bird was now too soaked to fly so it simply hobbled away. Elora, pleased with herself once more, danced her way across the stream and up the hill.
Once at the top of the hill Elora could hear the cheers from the crowd, as the race was already under way. Even though it had already begun Elora was determined to be apart of it. She bolted down the hill and onto the course. Her legs began to churn the ground with a fury she had not yet ever experienced. Soon the tiny filly was only a few yards from the finish line. She yelled with great ferocity, a battle cry of her own making ”FOR MISTER TOAD AND MISS BIRD!!!!!” and with that she heaved her body onto the other side of the line
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cat shifting daughter of sahm and newton
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