The Taste Of Grass
Caprice understood that buttermilk was just trying to comfort her in her own tiny way, but the constant licking became annoying, like having to deal with an overexcited puppy; to her shame she had screamed at the little unicorn, frustration overcoming her.
Tomorrow Beckons
Today would be a big day. In the weeks leading up to now, Equestria had been healing. Those who served in what came to be known as the War of Preservation were healed one by...