Nisse, Julefest, and Hooves- Ninth Day of Christmas

Ninth Day of Christmas: Canute. These women are driving me mad, I so desperately want to touch them, ravage them, I want to strip Estrith bare and take her chastity on the table, I want to drag Krystanya to bed and show her what happens in every farm...

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My Nyteshado

My Nyteshado I feel sorry for you all out there. For you don't know, The sweetness that is Nyteshado. My stallion is sly in the light, Dangerous, strong and smart He hides his golden heart. If ever he gifts you with this golden delight Your...

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Fates of heat and snow

Against a heavy storm harness too tight bridled to form steps never light snow and sand of shadows fearing cold and heat them both rearing furs were tainted muscles clearly strained stripes thinly painted equine frames in pain snow and sand hooves

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An Affliction of the Heart

Like along our hooves. with all these holes in our hooves, we reduce the weight of our chitin, i guess.

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Nisse, Julefest, and Hooves- Third Day of Christmas

I stamp my hoof at the third step and krystanya at her ninth.

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Nisse, Julefest, and Hooves- Second Day of Christmas

#2 of nisse, julefest, and hooves the nisse scheme gimmy, vig, joki, and cham, all stare down at canute in his bed. gimmy is the first to speak. "the man's left us a bowl of porridge with double-butter every day for a year now."

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Nisse, Julefest, and Hooves- Fourth Day of Christmas

The Fourth Day of Christmas: Nisse The four Nisse reconvene once their porridge creditor and his three newly, unknowingly, to-be betrothed. The four, blue tunic wearing, mouse sized men drink from thimbles and splinters of firewood on beer stout beer...

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Clown Mare 2-1

Tenderheart used her left hoof, grabbed the utensil, and laid the eggs on the three plates. sky used her left hoof and grabbed the middle plate.

Nisse, Julefest, and Hooves- Eighth Day of Christmas

I spring from my bed with clack as me hooves hit the floors and swing the door open, letting me fur breathe as i stand before canute and jan.

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Go Chargers!

His hooves thunked against the metal. from the tips back, his hoof-gloves turned hard, from foam into actual keratin hooves. he tried to wiggle his fingers, but they were stuck together in two pairs plus his thumb.

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Why Pinkie Pie Smiles

She lifted a hoof to wave; but instead of greeting her, his eyes widened, and he waved a hoof frantically at the nurse, rasping something to her through the mask and then pointing at pinkie, before coughing heavily.

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