Talk:Unposted WIP Characters/@comment-7270135-20140507222920/@comment-7270135-20140508004311

Let me write a little narrative:

He sat alone in darkness, only one thing radiated with light in the frozen room. A small TV, glowing with images of brightly colored, tiny horses. The mink found great enjoyment in the program, for it was something he could never truly achieve. Friendship... he muttered in his head, Friendship is Magic, yet I have none...

Suddenly, he heard a knocking on his door. His ears twitched and his eyes widened with fear. He couldn't find the remote, he couldn't turn it off; he couldn't hide it.

Then, the door creaked open, and he heard a familiar voice, "I finally got your address right, nice house!"

Oh dear lord it was River. He heard her footsteps come closer, and his fears only intensified. The girl opened the door, "Upsilon?" she asked. Immediately, the two locked eyes, and she caught sight of the images on the television. For what felt like an eternity, there was nothing but silence and staring. Not a single word was spoken between them. Many thoughts ran through their own minds, but they came so fast that it was difficult to process. Within the awkwardness, only four words were uttered by the girl...

"Welcome to the herd."