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- >”Achtung!”
- >”Anonymous, du weißt ich liebe dich, aber du kannst nicht mir nach Hause vergessen!”
- >”I really need to teach you English…”
- >The little mare huffed as she trotted around your home, she was a keeper for sure.
- >It was adorable to watch her hop on the counter and giggle as you turned on the gas stove, it was like the sound was a feather to her little belly.
- >There were… The other times, however.
- >One day you had come home to little Aryanne shouting loudly at the refrigerator, something about being annexed or the sound it made was… Verboden? Something along those lines.
- >She had her soft moments, trotting over to you during a thunderstorm and curling up in your lap as she sang softly of clear skies and the luftballon that shone red in the sky above.
- >There were the times she refused to take a shower unless you assured her you would stay in there with her.
- >She was sweet but nervous at times.
- >You had gotten her a little bow and tied up her mane.
- >She blushed and fumbled with it.
- >It was black and red; you had done it on purpose.
- >Your little Aryanne was the gold that accompanied it.
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