My Little Pony Characters Rainbow Dash の小説・ストーリー

Raze was finally able to pull me away from the baby and towards the carriage. " Alpha Raze, Luna Amber. I'm Daryl, Your coach man for today." Raze just nodded with a stiff smile, you could hardly call it a smile but I smiled at the coach " Hi Daryl, it's so nice to meet you." I heard the neigh of a horse and gasped in delight " Oh my goddess in Olympus, Raze! Look! It's a white breed." I ran to stroke the horse's mane which was a mixed colour of blue and white. " You're so pretty."

I got the stable keepers to get her pony ready and I got my horse ready and I was going to take her up the trail to the rainbow waterfall. I also let Cayden's men know so that I could have security around the area, I went to her room, and she was coloring in her coloring book, I went over and said, "Get dressed honey, I am taking you somewhere special." She said, "I don't want to go," and I said, "It's important and we are taking Polly," she tried to hide her smile but she loves Polly the pony. I had packed snacks and a blanket and we headed up the trail, I could see her little smile. She loved this, Polly was white and had a rainbow mane and tail. She had rainbow eye color she was just beau

The little girl spoke, clearly trying hard to sound polite, rather than scared “Do you... Want to play with me, my mommy and my dolls?” “Do you think I could sit on the grass with you?” Even though the anger inside him was great, Massimo tried hard not to be too harsh with that child who was not to blame for his situation. “You can stay in your chair. Rainbow Dash loves heights, so she could sit on your lap.” Millicent just smiled and, despite having no idea what the hell a Rainbow Dash was, Massimo assumed it was one of the dolls scattered on the tablecloth nearby “It'll be fun... Oh!” her mouth took a perfectly round shape “Or does your boo boo still hurt? Mommy said you're sick...”

Grace had a favorite pony, who nickered and went to her, nosing her for a carrot, which she pulled from her pocket. “This is Daisy,” she told us, and I admired the pony’s chestnut coloring and long, silky mane. Chloe got to pick her pony from three in the barn: a palomino, an all-white pony, and a chestnut like Daisy. To my surprise, she picked the all-white one. I watched as Chloe learned how to take a leg up on her pony, whose name was Snowball, and then to sit in the saddle as a groomsman led the horse out into the paddock by the reins.