Purl giggled at Rev's accurate ghost impression. Well, the filly
assumed it was accurate; she had never met any real ghosts herself. She sobered quickly, trying to regain at least a little of her previous poise.
"Um, yes, please. We are never to speak of this. My brothers would never let me live it down!" An inelegant snort tried to huff out of Purl's mouth, but she coughed instead. She set about smoothing her hair neatly back into place. Her tail she curled perfectly around her and slowly, Purl began to transform back into the perfect lady she knew she was.
Perfect except for the fact that she kept sneaking glance at the transparent colt next to her. A faint blush still rose in her cheeks.
"It's a promise, Rev." She paused briefly.
"I'm sure I'm safe with you and your expert ghost techniques, but... perhaps we should do something else besides tell more ghost stories?"Luafien
alrightttt, I think we are done c: thank you for the rp <3
