Even The Losers
**even the losers** "even the losers get lucky sometimes" - tom petty two hooved feet filled with trepidation clopped up the old wooden steps.
Infinite Carnival
And trotting toward the front gate, his shoes seeming to be left behind in favor of a little 'clop clop clop'-ing sound.
Meet & Greet - Part II
"thank god i don't have to do that again," i chuckled, watching penny clop out from the kitchens, james smiling and waving from his permanent perch between hir breasts.
Happy Luna Has Chill Day
Luna clops her front hooves excitedly and watches, applejack turning her hinds toward the tree, and giving it a good hard buck.
Foggy Ewe Chapter 1
Hooves clopped in the distance. two women in dresses, a brown and a minty green, bobbed down the street. with an umbrella unfurled and pointed my way, they couldn't see me, and i couldn't see them.
Letter to the Unknown
Thoughts of his mother in grief on this day in particular invaded as his hooves clopped on the sidewalk. thoughts of what his father might say to him now, how he would react to how much he's changed - what he's become.
When jail's not good enough (Master Tiger vore)
"docks, please," master viper hissed, and the ox, who already could barely have told you what his passengers looked like, set off with a clop of his hooves.
Love, Redirected (ADHG)
Boarington then walks away, a confident sway in her hips as the steady clop of hooves on stone fades away \>you watch her depart with an impotent rage \>oh i'm going to make bacon from your fat fucking hips you overgrown farm animal you’re just like all
Welcome To Equestria: Chapter 4
* * * ~~~~viewpoint: hotshot~~~~ * * * \*clop clop clop\* blu knocked on the door to the library. inside, we heard a familiar voice. "spike! could you get that for me please?"
Fire and Ice - Chapter One
. \* from down the dim, sun-dappled forest trail, came the clip-clop of a strong, powerful horse, its hoof beats thudding down against the forest loam.
A Tale Of Two Horses Act Two
The evenings just as warm as the day was, sultry and humid, i feel a breeze drift up the lane to meet me as i clop down the moss covered tarmac, the orange haze of the setting sun just peeking through the branches above the grassy banks either side of me.
The Island
A clap rose up from around the room and he set to dancing atop the table, not on his feet but on black cloven hooves that clopped against the wood with every step.