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Narrowleaf dashed off, a trail of shadow following him.
"Alright." Narrowleaf said, surrounding himself with a dark aura.
Soooo... I was browsing the internet when I came 'cross this. "Great news everyone! With Xenotransplantation and genetic engineering; Catgirls...
"Hmm... I didn't think that far..." He replied.
Narrowleaf sighed. "When's the replacement coming?" He asked.
"Oh... Want to do something afterwards?" Narrowleaf asked.
"What do you mean?" Narrowleaf asked.
"I don't know. I sleep better next to you." He replied.
"Yeah... Still a bit tired, though." He replied.
"Hey... How's it goin'?" He asked, sitting beside her.
Narrowleaf awoke and walked outside. "Hello?" He mumbled.
(To slaughter your entire family.)
Narrowleaf sighed in his sleep. (Why'd the sloth cross the road?)
"Fine... Love you..." Narrowleaf mumbled in replied, going to sleep.
"No... It's fine." Narrowleaf said. "How'd you sleep?"
"Good morning. ...If it's morning." Narrowleaf replied, looking up, then at Brisk.
Narrowleaf nodded, grabbing his lance. He sighed, then leaned against a tree.
(Earth Pony. The dark magic is a curse of sorts.) "Oh...?" Narrowleaf mumbled, noticing the sleeping Brisk. He kissed her on the forehead, then...
