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Old Muse
Are all humans so undependable? Let me go; give me my freedom so that I can find the others. The Red Bull does not frighten me.
(Naive perhaps, but what choice does she have?)
I am the last and you are ensuring they stay his prisoners! (Her hooves hit the ground harshly, kicking up dirt.) Do not treat me like a simple mare!
I have no desire to play games.
(Naive perhaps, but what choice does she have?)
I am the last and you are ensuring they stay his prisoners! (Her hooves hit the ground harshly, kicking up dirt.) Do not treat me like a simple mare!
I have no desire to play games.
