Moonspear When I see her face

Galaxy giggled again. "I can't say it!" she insisted with merry eyes. She then looked around surreptitiously before leaning in closer, pushing her muzzle close to Wraen's ear. She lifted a paw to shield her mouth as she whispered, "Damn."

With yet another chortle, the youngster retreated into a sit. She hadn't felt this jolly in a while. Wraen and her friend, the honorable Sir Alfred Boneskull, had really put her disordered thinking totally out of her head for a while. It was a welcome reprieve, if totally unconscious and even more tragically brief.