[ This is a better dream than the ones Glimmer has been dealing with lately. It's downright pleasant, really. Glimmer takes a few steps up the porch steps, peering wide-eyed at the little calf. There's an appreciative softness in her voice, as if her voice being too loud might scare the thing away or dissipate the dream. ]
No. Only ever the grown-up ones...
[ She takes a few more cautious steps, until she could reach out and touch the the thing. ]
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No. Only ever the grown-up ones...
[ She takes a few more cautious steps, until she could reach out and touch the the thing. ]
It's adorable.