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Narrowleaf ignored the snot on his shoulder aa he ran to Bolt. "You okay?" He asked, holding out a hoof. - - Auto Merge - - Narrowleaf ignored...
"Shh... I'm going to see if Bolt is okay. Stay with your mo-" Narrowleaf stopped, shaking his head, and handed Willow of to Brisk. - - Auto Merge...
Willow put her face into Narrowleaf's shoulder. She began to sob loudly. "Shh... It's okay..." He said, comforting her as best as he could.
Narrowleaf trotted back to Brisk and Willow. "You two okay?" He asked.
"I just told you. You were wearing silver, which would have burned me, and if you burned me, I would drop you child." Narrowleaf said in return.
"...Because I'd rather not have my hooves burnt off... Do you have any idea what silver does to us?" He asked, gesturing to Brisk and Willow.
Narrowleaf gently pushed Brisk and Willow away. "Please..." He begged.
"Bolt, th-this isn't fair..." Narrowleaf said, clearly in pain. "Y-you're wearing silver..." - - Auto Merge - - "Bolt, th-this isn't fair..."...
Narrowleaf took a step back. "N-No... I'm good." He replied. - - Auto Merge - - Narrowleaf took a step back. "N-No... I'm good." He replied.
Narrowleaf smiled. "Congratulations, you two." He said.
"So, guys... Does it have a name?" Narrowleaf asked. (Hmm... I guess...)
"I... Skipped that part." Narrowleaf said, embarrassed. "Remember?"
"It's born from magic..." He whispered again.
"It's... Not... Not natural..." He whispered in response.
Narrowleaf took a step back. "Th-that filly..." He murmured. "It's..."
(B\ ...Fine.) Narrowleaf sniffed the air. "That..." He began to mumble.
(That. I'm not crazy, right?!!)
(Am... Am I going crazy?) Narrowleaf led Brisk outside, being as careful as possible.
(Wat.) Narrowleaf sighed. "Wanna check it out?" He asked.
"What the...?!" Narrowleaf muttered, jumping in fright.
