Ohhh so the hyoo-mon wanted to play? Great!
Whickering and fluffing his wings, the colt tugged back as if playing a game of tug-of-war with the meaty treat in his mouth. His hoofs click-clacked on the stone ground below him.
Only, it appeared that whatever was in his mouth wasn’t designed to play tug-of-war. After a second or two of tugging, the thing split in half. The colt faulted, then stumbled back a few paces before gobbling up his part of the prize that was in his mouth.
He then snuffled and nosed around on the ground for the other half. He had won right? Well, then he deserved the entire meaty treat!
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