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"No whininh Annie." Twilight said sternly. "Well, if you don't like it maybe you shouldn't start grazing quite yet." She said, her voice softening.
Annie grunted quietly, and suckled. She stopped after about a minute, "Milk's bad now!".
Blaze leaned in, "It might be sour now... Annie was born quite a while ago..." He whispered.
"Well then Annie, you're going to have to graze." Twilight said simply.