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// Chapter 52 
// Story: One Hundred Ponies of Tambelon 
// by Tartarusbound 
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	The poultice wasn’t a “cure”.

Obsidian had already been separated from the main herd. Soon, Crag feared she would be exiled altogether.

Walking into the clearing, Crag unloaded Obsidian’s dinner. She was eating more and more and almost all of it became muscle. Her tail was fusing, the discolored fur was growing, and her hooves were… splitting.

Crag sprinkled the poultice on the food before Obsidian could feast. With luck, it would help her remember him when… when…

Crag dimly remembered that his mother had loved everypony... even those who were no longer ponies. 

She was still his sister.