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At first, Bunyip had found nothing, despite some pretty good clues from the ghost — well, he assumed it was a ghost. It had one of those odd voices, didn't move quite naturally. He wasn't sure if he enacted the search out of trust, or some sort of... compulsion. Magic, perhaps. Sorcery. It wasn't quite unknown to him, though he hadn't encountered anything like that in these strange lands. Not until now.

When he did find the stranger, shivering and scared out of his wits, he couldn't pry a word out of him. He did seem to listen intently to Bunyip though, which was just fine. Meant he could tow him back to that black ghost without issue.

Two figures scrambled from the bushes, both of them screaming and cussing, kicking and biting. Bunyip recognized the body language of the splotched one. Damn rogue on a mare-chase, laughing and dancing ever closer while the mare continued to cuss him out. He raised his head with an angry snort, tail raising. Rogue's back was turned... he'd have the element of surprise—

"HEY!!" The mare's voice rang out, "Quit starin' an' help a lady out!!"

Stallion ID: #117
In Response To: Unclaimed Meadow / Spring Event / E-Stallion 227

Art / Story Features: Bunyip , Mare 1673 , Bachelor 227 , Bachelor 152
Word Count: 192

Healing: -
Items Used: -
Companion Animals: -

Rolls: Feathers/Items

Description

At first, Bunyip had found nothing, despite some pretty good clues from the ghost — well, he assumed it was a ghost. It had one of those odd voices, didn't move quite naturally. He wasn't sure if he enacted the search out of trust, or some sort of... compulsion. Magic, perhaps. Sorcery. It wasn't quite unknown to him, though he hadn't encountered anything like that in these strange lands. Not until now.

When he did find the stranger, shivering and scared out of his wits, he couldn't pry a word out of him. He did seem to listen intently to Bunyip though, which was just fine. Meant he could tow him back to that black ghost without issue.

Two figures scrambled from the bushes, both of them screaming and cussing, kicking and biting. Bunyip recognized the body language of the splotched one. Damn rogue on a mare-chase, laughing and dancing ever closer while the mare continued to cuss him out. He raised his head with an angry snort, tail raising. Rogue's back was turned... he'd have the element of surprise—

"HEY!!" The mare's voice rang out, "Quit starin' an' help a lady out!!"

Stallion ID: #117
In Response To: Unclaimed Meadow / Spring Event / E-Stallion 227

Art / Story Features: Bunyip , Mare 1673 , Bachelor 227 , Bachelor 152
Word Count: 192

Healing: -
Items Used: -
Companion Animals: -

Rolls: Feathers/Items