GeneralTyrus
My wings are so pretty.
Dreamweaver
Applebloom would trot along with every pony out of the throne room, just keeping up and listening. Thankfully, it was easy for her to keep pace with Lucian. She'd listen, and when she heard about the cartel, she felt her spine chill slightly, before she'd look around, trying to spot on of these 'spies'.
Once they were in the safe house, she'd take off her hat, and wipe her brow quickly, sighing. She'd put her hat back on, and roll her shoulders as she listened to Lucian speak.
Not only were they dealing in drugs, they were peddling flesh, and she couldn't believe that was a thing going on. Least of all in Canterlot, you'd think it would be on lock down, "So... we go in and... kill them, then free the gryphons?" She'd ask, before nodding slowly.
Applebloom would trot along with every pony out of the throne room, just keeping up and listening. Thankfully, it was easy for her to keep pace with Lucian. She'd listen, and when she heard about the cartel, she felt her spine chill slightly, before she'd look around, trying to spot on of these 'spies'.
Once they were in the safe house, she'd take off her hat, and wipe her brow quickly, sighing. She'd put her hat back on, and roll her shoulders as she listened to Lucian speak.
Not only were they dealing in drugs, they were peddling flesh, and she couldn't believe that was a thing going on. Least of all in Canterlot, you'd think it would be on lock down, "So... we go in and... kill them, then free the gryphons?" She'd ask, before nodding slowly.