Looking around for someone who could shed some light on the matter, you find a sign which said:
That helped a little, but not much. On the other side of the sign there was something more written.
That must be the name of the equine that had come over to investigate. Note that he hadn't galloped over, but rather almost sneaked up. You'd noticed him out of the corner of your eye, but pretend you hadn't seen the movement.
He was now close enough for you to touch, and close enough for him to touch you. With a lightning quick flick of his head he had your sleeve in his mouth and started sucking on it, looking up at you with big innocent blue eyes. Only you knew that he was laughing inside. Then with a twitch of his tail he cantered back down to the other end of the meadow...with a piece of your sleeve in his mouth.
Name: Myth's Playful Trickster
Parents: Unknown Lineage
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