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// Yona 
// Story: Know your Mare 
// by overlord-flinx 
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Know your mare, know your mare, know your mare...

While the familiar voice of the dashing host reverberated through the spacious set, the rare non-equine guest seemed to absently waver her head to-and-fro; knocking her hooped braids against one another.

Yona…

...dances The Foxtrot when no one's looking...

"Fox trot? Yona thought trot was pony thing."

It's a dance...

Yo--

"Fox do dance? Like Pony Prance?"

No...

It's just a name...

"Like Yakyakistan Stomp!"

No...!

I've never heard of that one...

Maybe we should move---

"Does Voice-Coming-From-Yona's-Head want Yona to teach them Yakyakistan Stomp?"

That sounds fun...

We're sort of doing a show here---

"Yes! Yona teach Voice-From-Shadows!"

Nooooooo!

The distant cry became all but muted as the small yak standing center stage displayed an uncanny amount of strength in her enthusiastic clomps with her front hooves; shaking the entirety of the stage to its core with one stomp... Then another... And another... Until scaffolding was sundered and spotlights were sent crashing to their demise. Amidst her jovial 'stomps', Yona rumbled herself out of sight and away from attention; destroying many a stage setting on her unknowing rampage.

...I'm sensing a pattern here...