Once you are done brushing yourself, you walk over to Moonflower, and ask her if she wants some brushies.
 
Moonflower: “Ooh, yes please! Brushies are nice!”
 
You begin to carefully brush Moonflower’s coat, mane and tail. After a few minutes, the bat pony moves a wing aside, and wiggles her rear at you.
 
Moonflower: “Don’t forget my butt!”
 
You grin, and just as you begin to playfully brush Moonflower’s hindquarters, Windcaller appears in the doorway. He quickly averts his eyes, but it’s already too late for him.
 
Windcaller: “Uh… I, um… b-breakfast should be ready soon.”
 
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