Zylphia wasn't too far away from two of her three mothers, but they were far enough away to feel as if they were exploring, out on their own. They were just on the edge of Cervenka's site when they slipped out, tailing another pony who reminded them of themself. Well, not really. This other pony was purple, with striped black-and-white legs, but it was the hair that Z fixated upon: in a striped fashion, bright green and black. The stallion's hair was nearly identical to her own, just longer and tied back. Curious, she approached the other pony, her tails wagging ferociously. She was a friendly little pony, and looked forward to hopeful getting to know this other being.
"Hi, hello! I'm Zylphia, who are you?" She smiled, most all of her teeth shining brightly.
"Hi, hello! I'm Zylphia, who are you?" She smiled, most all of her teeth shining brightly.
Houllow