6 people have entered the palace
"What good is a guard if he is not guarding?" Elsa muttered to herself. "What brings you to this mountain? Most people try and avoid coming here."

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6 people have entered the palace
"What good is a guard if he is not guarding?" Elsa muttered to herself. "What brings you to this mountain? Most people try and avoid coming here."
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Aurora was out riding Buttercup, by herself, of course. Delphine had tried to tag along, but she didn't like horses, so she stayed behind. Aurora rode to a cave she knew, and disembarked, she had tied up Buttercup when she noticed she wasn't alone. "Oh, uh, Hello."
Gallopingthroughtheglen entered Homeland The sound of hoof steps behind him didn't give the stallion much pause at first, but then he noticed that those steps sounded unfamiliar, and just a bit heavier than those of the horses his herd.
Spirit quickly glanced back at the other horse and, realizing that he was, indeed, not one of the herd, snorted in surprise. He spun toward the black and white stallion smoothly, raising an eyebrow as he came to a stop with a questioning look. Even in the cold months, when the mustangs grew thicker coats to stay warm, he'd never seen a horse so... fluffy. "Hello..." he greeted, tilting his head curiously. "You aren't from around here, are you?"
gallopingthroughtheglen started following you.
There was... a horse. There was a horse. On his track.
Miraculously, it one of the few things to make Lightning McQueen screech to a halt, stumble out of his vehicle, and pull his racing helmet from his head. Blonde hair matted in sweat, he let the headpiece fall, slack jawed as he blinked at the creature.
The horse was on his track. This was not a drill.
OOC: Goodness Gracious!
Hello, Everyone! Finishing this school year has rendered me extremely busy, and I am so sorry I haven't been on to reply to you all! I have all my replies saved, and these are the people I owe:
Mim Edmund Rapunzel Angus Percy King Candy
and there's something going on with Cinderella and Tinkerbell, and I'm not quite sure how that's working out, but I'll try and figure out when I get to these replies!
If I've missed you, please do let me know! :)
+gallopingthroughtheglen
"Well aren't you cute, Pegasus would love you!"
gallopingthroughtheglen started following you
"A horse! Hello, there! What might your name be?"
You're back in the asylum and locked in a cell. Instead of you being tortured by the cruel and primitive treatments, it is Dorian, 'Tess, Leota, your parents and Six Flags friends being subjected to it while you are powerless to do anything.
O.O
… *shuts his eyes tight and bites down hard on his lip to stop it from quivering*
The horse wins! The nightmare fuel tank is full!
Oh ghoul, I need to go hug some people…