Visiting Damme nowadays brought with it a fair share of wrinkles. Chief among them, naturally, was the reputation of the Rosethorns thanks to Roseate and her ilk doing their damndest to mirror the Primfeathers’ efforts to drag things back to the worst days of the war.

Freaking Evil Horse Mom and Stick Up the Butt Primfeather Dad are, like, in the same league.

The stallion shot him a dirty look, then jerked his gaze back toward Petal. His horn still lit, his spell buzzed in the air. “Step out wide,” he ordered.

Wow, how wrong will this go for this doofus?

“And inform him just where the … Lieutenant? Ah, yes, I see the ranking.” Petal’s smile was one typically seen in venomous snakes. “Inform Lord Collar just where the Lieutenant was hoping to search. Thank you.”

Guys, you know Lace is gonna be pissed, right?

How fitting, given the mare who’d stolen his muse’s attention and inspired him so.

has read the latest chapter

...oh dear :(

“I should hope not, for I am not shaming you.” Note took up his pen once more, and jotted a note in the margins to find something blue for Crown, just to tweak her a little. “I’m flattered beyond belief.”

.........I am sad now. These poor kiddos are so cute...

The stallion’s brow settled, a smile spread across his features. Collar nodded once. “I’ll see to it he receives them. Thank you both.”

Collar is one of the goodest bois.

10798802 *glances at latest chapter involving Note*

*snickers*