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Posted by LYCORIS on December 6, 2008, 1:36 am, in reply to "All the candycanes for you, then, so long as they hydra can get the red-hots." ily!
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Lycoris hardly has reason. She doesn’t do reasoning, and she has no point to have a reason for anything she does. She is a silly whimsical mare, ever so silly indeed! But the varnish mare does not mind in the slightest. It’s all within her knowledge that she is capricious, and not at all thoughtful in the best of times. And that is why she dances as she steps, quite gracefully in her balance, but not at all elegant. Step, step, leap, twirl, turn, wriggled, Lycoris tampers into the ground with her erratic steps, as she listens to Scylla.
As her dappled companion talks, Lycoris tries to focus on her forelock (of course with much failure), but she nudges her head to make the tendrils of red flap against her forehead. They would be lucky to briefly irk her vision, let alone act as her own personal invisibility cloak. Not that Lycoris would like that anyway. Yet her amber eyes carefully check out Scylla’s long forelock in a slightly tempted manner, taking a few suspicious steps towards her, before darting off as she giggles. Stopping, Lycoris shakes as she mentions seeing her covered in squirrels, and violently moves her body, sticking her tongue out a pulling a discomforted face. “But I’d imagine they’d be super ticklish, and really I can be quite sensitive to that stuff,” And Lycoris wrinkles her nose, yet with a playful smile at the thought of a squirrel colony.
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