~The Skies~ A Pegasus RP (Needs Players! Please Join!!)

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Firestorm pretended not to notice that Cyclone was walking his direction, but he had an eye on her.

Cyclone eased herself up near Storm, keeping the other mare between Firestorm and herself.
Storm nickered and returned to working the tangles in Firestorm's mane
 
Storm nickered and returned to working the tangles in Firestorm's mane
Firestorm had noticed how Cyclone used Storm as a barrier between him and herself. Rather than react immediately, he continued nibbling at Storm's mane, now nibbling just behind her ears.
 
Firestorm had noticed how Cyclone used Storm as a barrier between him and herself. Rather than react immediately, he continued nibbling at Storm's mane, now nibbling just behind her ears.
Storm stilled, loving the feeling, she sighed happily
 
Ivory smiled, glad the two were getting along "My older sister did the same thing to me, I learned to fight back, once I was old enough."
 
Ivory smiled, glad the two were getting along "My older sister did the same thing to me, I learned to fight back, once I was old enough."
"They're both bigger'n me." Hurricane looked over at Twister. Even though she was just a year older, she towered over the white mare. "Hmm, fight back?"

Hurricane darted to her sleeping sister, grabbed a mouthful of feathers and yanked. The feathers ripped out, and Twister woke with a whinny. "HURRICANE!!"
 
Storm stilled, loving the feeling, she sighed happily
Firestorm, finished with Storm's mane, now looked at Cyclone, giving a questioning nicker. When the mare didn't respond, or run, he reached out and gently nibbled her withers.

Cyclone flinched involuntarily but didn't move.
 
"They're both bigger'n me." Hurricane looked over at Twister. Even though she was just a year older, she towered over the white mare. "Hmm, fight back?"

Hurricane darted to her sleeping sister, grabbed a mouthful of feathers and yanked. The feathers ripped out, and Twister woke with a whinny. "HURRICANE!!"
"Without getting in trouble" She called out when Hurricane darted away
 
Firestorm, finished with Storm's mane, now looked at Cyclone, giving a questioning nicker. When the mare didn't respond, or run, he reached out and gently nibbled her withers.

Cyclone flinched involuntarily but didn't move.
Storm nibbled the grass at her feet, content
 
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