Yang stood, just hidden by the trees, watching IceHerd. The mare who had been rescued the other day, she noticed, didn't seem very happy there.
When FoxHeart turned and seemed to stare directly at her, she froze. When Yang realized that she hadn't actually been spotted, she breathed a silent sigh of relief and stepped back.
A single twig cracked under her hoof.
When FoxHeart turned and seemed to stare directly at her, she froze. When Yang realized that she hadn't actually been spotted, she breathed a silent sigh of relief and stepped back.
A single twig cracked under her hoof.
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