[private] the puppies are loose

[Tamlin]

Life was rarely boring when you had three siblings all the same age as you but, still, sometimes a colt just needed to shake things up a little bit. There were rumours of a playground and, after some rather impressive begging, Tamlin was allowed to go - accompanied on the way by his mother of course, and if at least one of his siblings stayed with him while he was there. So he had picked Bea as his partner in crime for that day, though he wouldn’t be surprised if the others came along too. And he wouldn’t be disappointed, of course! He loved those other two dorks as well, but Bea had been closest at the time. And she had been his first word so, she owed him for how cute that story was going to be when they were old enough to care. The only problem, which Tamlin realized upon their arrival when he promptly dug in his hooves and didn’t move more than a few strides into the Playground, was that he didn’t know how to interact with foals that weren’t his siblings. Well no, that’s a lie. He knew exactly what to do. He should be as rough and affectionate with these other strange foals as he was with his own siblings, right? That’s how all foals got along? With a wild, excited smile Tamlin looked over at his sister. “Well, Bea, who should we say hi to first?” tamlin

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Idk but it's a start!

@[Fern] @[bea] (open invite to the other puppylocks as well if you want @[thorn] @[Rosine]!)