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Pheobe cocked her head and pranced closer, her tiny hooves padding against the soft grassland ground. "Wha you say?" she whispered in her little voice.
Twilight spotted Apollo and trotted over to him. "Hello Dahlia, hello Pheobe. This is Apollo. Looks hust like his father, doesn't he?"
"He's another little cute one. Pheobe's lucky to have some new foals to play with, every night she cried to me how she wanted friends to play with," she said.