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I just couldn't resist, so this time I chose my personal Kelpie to be...Lucy's second date. This is for the Lucy Event that was made by okami-haru.deviantart.com/art/…. Poor Bell though.
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Bloom rarely ever wandered. She was a mare who liked the herd, who needed the herd. Thus, the occasions when she would leave the Marsh Band was few and far in between. But often with good reason. Such as this instance for example.

The kelpie trembled as the monster slowly circled her. Her limbs were struggling to brace into the soft, squishy mud that had proved to be her enemy. She had been running until she slipped and now she was trapped. Bloom turned her head to follow the skull-faced creature, not daring to lose sight of this dangerous foe. Lucy had been a local legend amongst the wild kelpie herds, something to scare young fillies and mares to keep them from moving far. But never had Bloom thought they were true. That the demonic stallion did indeed exist.

The kelpie's body went taunt as she felt a light brush against her flank. Her ears flattened into the water weeds of her mane and she whimpered, a faint, nearly unheard sound.

"P...please don't."
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It seems to be Lucy's thing to love if his mate is willing or not, the poor kelpie. She hasn't been much use since she is semi-wild, but now...I pity the poor girl, but she might prove useful actually...we shall see.

Description
I just couldn't resist, so this time I chose my personal Kelpie to be...Lucy's second date. This is for the Lucy Event that was made by okami-haru.deviantart.com/art/…. Poor Bell though.
~~~~
Bloom rarely ever wandered. She was a mare who liked the herd, who needed the herd. Thus, the occasions when she would leave the Marsh Band was few and far in between. But often with good reason. Such as this instance for example.

The kelpie trembled as the monster slowly circled her. Her limbs were struggling to brace into the soft, squishy mud that had proved to be her enemy. She had been running until she slipped and now she was trapped. Bloom turned her head to follow the skull-faced creature, not daring to lose sight of this dangerous foe. Lucy had been a local legend amongst the wild kelpie herds, something to scare young fillies and mares to keep them from moving far. But never had Bloom thought they were true. That the demonic stallion did indeed exist.

The kelpie's body went taunt as she felt a light brush against her flank. Her ears flattened into the water weeds of her mane and she whimpered, a faint, nearly unheard sound.

"P...please don't."
~~~~
It seems to be Lucy's thing to love if his mate is willing or not, the poor kelpie. She hasn't been much use since she is semi-wild, but now...I pity the poor girl, but she might prove useful actually...we shall see.