Renapony: The Farm
Renapony: The Farm \*Clip-Clop\* Mist winced every time the sound rang in her ears. It was so unfamiliar. The proud, beautiful renamon, degraded to being just a beast... Carrying her rider... She shuddered a little, feeling him nudge her side...
Ofenna's Royal Proposition
"My territory, my kill, so it's mine, you bottom-feeding leech!" Ofenna snarled at Tolva, the other lion. His fur was less well kept than her own, and he dropped the haunch of antelope in his mouth with a contemptuous spit. "You should be honoured...
My Pudgyville Fanfic S1E15
As the ponies play a game, hunger gets the better of them and it's time to feed their waistlines. all noisy on the belly front [at starlight's house...] "have any 4's ace?"
My Little Pony: To Love a Queen Chapter 13
On a side note, myself and soem friends started a youtube group known as the ponies play! we are still rather new, but if you want to watch us have some fun, or even just have some hell, simply hit the link provided to you.
Spreading the Shine Further (1/2)
Mutations occur and when the alpha vulcanthrope manages to get things under control an idea forms about using different kinds of gear to steer different forms of mutation, which brings a whole new aspect to pony play.
Antecedent 3
ponies playing with glowsticks or sparklers, couples laying in the warm grass stargazing...after the events of nightmare moon, it seemed a collective consciousness had arose in the pony populace for them to appreciate the night more.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 3: When Our Chains are Broken...
Empowered by the thirst to avenge their fallen comrade, the ponies played more aggressively, forcing her to parry and dodge multiple attacks quickly.
Friendship Is Optimal: Caelum Est Conterrens
Síofra could expect a full vingtillion of years as a pony, playing, laughing, and growing as an individual. the number was beyond her comprehension. but still, there would be an end, would there not?
Pink Personal Hell and Altering Fate
It was like listening to an entire small orchestra with only one pony playing. everything was in almost perfect rhythm with each other. the music finally stopped, and pinkie pie smiled at nickel steel. "well what do you think?"
A Refined Evening
They were either locked in conversation or watching and listening to the same quartet of ponies playing music in the center. the sight of the musicians filled me with a feeling of anxiety.