Applebloom hated the snow.
Applebloom hated Hearth's Warming; she hated the holidays. For good reason. She was practically always by herself during them. She hated how alone she had felt when her siblings would leave for work for the long duration of a week or two. How scary winter truly was; the snow.
Especially this particular Hearth's Warming.
Because she didn't build a snowmare and there was one looking through her window.
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Chapter 3 (hurrhurr yeh wip.)
I'm not used to bringing holiday cheer, so instead I bring you, a tid late, some holiday fear.
Enjoy!
Chapters (2)
How'd you make the k in dark upside down and backwards?
so... the cmc shit was just made up? Interesting.
What word?
That doesn’t sound good.
Run
What did the dog ever do to her?
I’m moving.
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"Spoiled Lady" could just be an affectionate pet name, and, being a (presumably) unsprayed female dog, Winona is, technically, a bitch.
It would make more sense if you said “they didn’t need to leave me here” instead. The “have had” thing doesn’t make a lot of sense in this sentence’s context.
Every other-other step?
Might wanna get that fixed.
As Big Mac would say, “Nnope”.
Nothing better happen to Winona.