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"That's impossible. Your mother wasn't even born when I was a child. Bolt... I know my own bucking past. Now get away from me. I want to be...
"She's gone. Now get the buck away from me!" Narrowleaf snarled.
"I... I don't need them anyways!!" Hex lied. "I can do things alone!"
Narrowleaf stopped. "What the buck do you want?!" He asked, growling. - - Auto Merge - - Narrowleaf stopped. "What the buck do you want?!" He...
Hex sighed, and began to follow the group, keeping a safe distance away. - - Auto Merge - - Hex sighed, and began to follow the group, keeping a...
Narrowleaf began to howl, accompanying the humming. In his mind, he was begging for Brisk. No... He was praying, hoping something would hear it.
It directs me to login. I don't have an account and I don't want one. And others probably don't either.
I'm not going to go through the hassle of making an Equestrian Forums account just to see your talents and flaws, and I'm sure others will agree....
"Hmm... You still owe me... 95,000 bits." Hex said, looking inside the bag.
As long as it's not Op.
"Brisk..?" Narrowleaf called. "...Is that you, darlin'..?" He sighed, shaking his head. "Probably just my imagination..."
Narrowleaf shook his head, and continued to dash. "Can you give me more to go off of, love?" He asked, hoping Brisk could hear. "...If it's not...
"C'mon, darlin'... Be okay..." Narrowleaf mumbled, searching for Brisk. "Please... Darlin'..."
Narrowleaf lept from the side of the palace, following the shift of the wind. "It's her..." He mumbled. - - Auto Merge - - Narrowleaf lept from...
Narrowleaf cursed, transforming into a timberwolf. "Where the buck is Brisk..?" He asked, trying to sense her. - - Auto Merge - - Narrowleaf...
Narrowleaf ducked. "My one bucking chance!! Gone!" He said, sighing in frustration.
Narrowleaf began to look through windows, searching for Flitter. "Where are you..?" He murmured.
Narrowleaf set Willow down. "I'll be back in a few hours." He said, walking out. He ran to the palace, staying hidden.
Narrowleaf sighed. "...I d-don't know, Willow..." He murmured, voice quivering. He wiped a tear from Willow's eyes. "J-Just don't c-cry, please..."
"W-Willow..." He replied. "...Sh-She's gone." (Is Brisk gone forever?)
