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Season 5 cute pony

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Background Pony #D9A9
Hm… What about Piarré De Villa Havillianâ?… Just a random French name.
Tall Tales

@Revenant Wings  
Have a story of the cuddling nature!
 

 
The view in the mountains is beautiful. A soft sheet of snow covers everything you can see and sunlight powders it with a golden shimmer. Trees are frosted white, like feathery brush strokes, until they blur into the distant fog. You’re glad he took you to see this but winter here is colder than anything you’ve experienced.
 
You shiver, cocooned in your little blanket fort, your head the only thing peeking out. He lies next to you, an amused smile on his face, listening to you talk.
 
“I look ridiculous huddled up like this when you’re barely covered next to me,” you’re saying and pout when he answers with a laugh. He doesn’t look bothered by the cold at all and actually takes off his scarf, the only piece of clothing he’s wearing, to wrap around your neck when you say you’re still cold.
 
You look at his face as he loops it around you. The scarf is soft and light and it smells like him. You didn’t know snow had a smell before this, but he smells like it. Like cold rain or clean water, which makes sense because that’s what snow is made of, but it has a faint sweet hint that’s unique to him.
 
He leans back when he’s finished and his expression is fond. “Better?”
 
“Much,” you say, because you do feel warmer even if it’s only in the inside. “But now you’re not wearing anything!”
 
“I’m used to the cold.”
 
“You might be but I still feel ridiculous.” You try to tug him into the blankets. “Come on, be ridiculous with me. There’s enough space for the two of us.”
 
He lets you pull him down and he crawls inside the blanket fort you made, going through the layers. It’s slow, as he’s careful not to tangle anything, and you’re forced to stay still while he wiggles around you.
 
He places you in an embrace, one arm curling around your back, hoof resting against it while he continues moving forward. Feeling his body around you, you’re struck by the realization that, somehow, he’s still warmer than you are.
 
“You’re ridiculous,” you say when his head finally pops out next to yours. He smiles in answer and moves around, getting comfortable. He ends up spooning you inside the nest of blankets, his breath hot around your ear and smelling like the hot cocoa you shared earlier. His body presses against yours, radiating heat like a warm fire, and your muscles loosen. He snuggles closer and leans his head against yours.
 
“This is nice,” you say, and he laughs around you, and it’s somehow better because you can feel it rumble through his chest.
 
You relax and watch the view, warm and content.
Background Pony #A97E
@Trahzo  
in another of his appearances, he’s also got on a snowboarding helmet. his shoes kind of match that, so not all that girly.