Clover holds her breath, closing her eyes as the stallion makes his way around the room, sightless eyes passing through her in the dim shadows. Her lungs begin to burn and ache, heart thudding in her chest as he makes his way around.
 
(Dif: -5) (Str: +2) +11 = 8. Failed!
 
Clover’s lil’ lungs can’t take it anymore, her strength giving out as she exhales a bit too quickly. Sabre stops, unmoving for a second before continuing onwards.
 
Suddenly, he spins around, smiling at Clover!
 
“Found yoooouuu~” He says, his hoof darting forward, stopping an inch from her face before gently booping her.
 
“Gosh, you’re so soft… did you lose weight? You seem smaller than I remember.” That dopey grin grows wider. “But that doesn’t bother me one bit, Scarlet. In fact… I don’t think Skillet would mind one bit if we used her kitchen for a little fun.”
 
Clover gulps, heart thudding in her chest as she tries not to panic.
 
What should she do?
 
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