|Impressionable|Compassionate|Loving|
|Sweet|Innocent|
|Lost, But Found Again|


Fire with fire, light with light
Faerieland witnessed a terrible fight
Only winners write the history books, so it's been said
And this fair mare just ain't over it yet.

Perhaps it was the season, or simply just a fluke
But the Fair Queen of Faerieland didn't just rebuke.
She sent all her steeds, cavalrymen, too
And a whole lot of witnesses- so Fyora'd go down too.

In the end, neither had won; respect was lost
And lives were, too. Many may have died that fateful night
But this mare's not yet willing to give up the fight
Along with the herd of Peophins she defended
This battle's SO far long from ended.

Mist, I just hope you know where you're going. The rest is up to fate.

Oh, my pretty little one; I wish for you the life I never had. We'll try our best to spoil you rotten!

You are the sun that never sets and my guardian angel. Obstinate, but I just adore you. ^_^

I SWEAR I'M NOT UP TO ANYTHING :K So please don't kill me x--x

No, seriously. Stop looking at me like that. .-.

I wouldn't be such a prude if you weren't so... Well, you know what you are.