#sweetclover

[fallenclan]

flamefall redemption arc!!! i was genuinely surprised how many people were guessing this before I'd even HINTED at it like. how. kudos to you for having future vision i guess

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[sweetcloverpatch]

clover gal

[kristo-flowers]

Sweetclover, hairy vetch, Ostongue

[crudlynaturephotos]

[wildflowers-of-southern-ontario]

White Sweetclover Melilotus albus Fabaceae

Photographs taken on July 3, 2023, at Marmora and Lake, Ontario, Canada.

[bubbleb34r]

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[bramblescrossing]

I wanted some simple, embroidered sweaters! When your character “thinks” you can see the little details on the sleeves way better! My favorite part.

Tag me using #bramblescrossing if you wear it, I’d love to see! ♡ ✨please reblog, don’t repost!✨

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[asktheguardponies]

The Armistice was announced a week before to take place at 1200 hours, February 14th, 1006. Major Velveteen picked several squads to represent 1st Reconnaissance Division in the planned meeting with Griffon 62nd Mechanized Infantry. Squads were assigned to different roads and highways that lead towards the Front and into Griffon controlled territory. Officers were asked not to attend, as interactions between enlisted and sergeants from either side would be friendlier with the absence of their superiors. Lt. Artsguil's squad took two ¼ ton trucks to the line, where the Equestrian zone ended and the contested area gave way towards the Griffon zone.

They stopped about halfway across, left their weapons in the backs of the trucks and waited for their Griffon counterparts to show. 30 minues before noon a 6-wheel IFV came round a bend in the road and halted alongside the pony trucks, autocannon pointed away and above the horizon. A griffon infantry squad of eight dismounted and lined up alongside, a sole griffon looking over from the turret hatch. Weaponless, all stood mutely and patiently waited for noon. Sergeants checked watches, privates and corporals fidgeted and kicked dirt.

12:01, a thousand kilometers away a piece of paper was signed, witnessed and stamped.

A few soldiers relaxed, some took off helmets and undid body armor. The day went on as former adversaries stuck up conversations, shared smokes and MREs. The soldiers talked and joked, shared stories about friends and family. A stout griffon sergeant unfastened his helmet and lit a peace cigar for Colgate, while Gears shared vegetable juice with a light blue griffon in a plain uniform. Caboose and Skipper admired the griffon IFV for the first time up close, and chatted with the crew member. Without ghillie suit and sniper rifle, Sweetclover introduced himself to griffons as a mail delivery driver. Blitz's reluctance to talk wasn't challenged by anyone.

When it started to get dark the griffons announced they needed to get back to their base, and said goodbye to the ponies.

Pony-Griffon War, 1002-1006