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Narrowleaf smiled. "Shall we get going, then?" he asked. "We should have more than enough bits."
Narrowleaf walked to the next counter. "Narrowleaf. Withdrawl." he said. "And as Rosy said, please hurry." The teller did as he said, and gave him...
"I w-wonder how many bits I have now... It's been so long." Narrowleaf mumbled, following the two.
I think it just doesn't go anywhere. It just sits in a jar.
Whoa. That's a dollar in the swear jar, chocolatechip.
What about GothVelociraptor? He's my spirit animal.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tXvIIsPZh1w
FORGET YOU, DREAMER!!! You're not real...
Fine. My spirit animal is a griffon.
Mine is a mystical creature. It's is a glorious being gifted to us from the gods. So graceful, and so majestic. Mine is known by one name;...
I don't really have time for the large posts. I'm multitasking.
Drgnbt, ppl, cant spl wrds, tho.
(G'Night.) Narrowleaf sighed. "No, we can't prove anything right now." he said.
Narrowleaf frowned. "So now what?" he asked. "You're taking my wife away, just because you're pissy at your husband?"
"S-Sweetie..? Why would you..." Narrowleaf trailed off, confused. "Th-The hell is going on?!" he asked, morphing into a pony.
Narrowleaf gave a deep sigh. "It's the Order again. I can smell them." he said, frowning. "And I'm not too happy with you."
Narrowleaf looked back at Brisk. "Wh-What's wrong?" he asked, dashing over. "Are you alright?"
"Get your hooves off of her!" Narrowleaf roared, setting Brisk down onto the ground. He transformed into a timberwolf and slammed into Bolt,...
Narrowleaf sighed. "Are you alright?" he asked, transforming back into a pony. "I-" he stopped when he noticed Fire Bolt and Flitter arguing.
"Th-Thanks, Brisk." Narrowleaf responded, smiling. "We do have to find the others. There isn't a trail I can smell. Are you strong enough to...
