>The other couple. She remembered now. >They had met a pony stallion taking his lady friend out for a date. >Human lady friend.
> Her eyes fell to the table, noting the weave of the tablecloth's silken pattern. > Would it really have been that easy? >"Now that I'm not a filly, I'm sorry I hurt you, those years ago." >When she looked up, Anon was crying freely, though his expression was motionless. >Cold, like the snake decorations of his dojo from the human lands.
>"Anon, you can write to me. Maybe … in enough years, I'll be available again." >"But for now, I have a coltfriend, and he's" >RIGHT OVER THERE, politely waiting and looking out of place for it.
