SaphireTsuki
Aspiring Author
This pony's aura was darkening at a very bad pace... "Hey now, come back." Now she butted her horn against him, not hard, and then focused her magic. Come on, I need to know what's going on... please! I want to help you! With that she saw... hatred. Hatred and fear and panic. What could she do to help this pony? She tried to delve a bit deeper, attempting to reach the source of it... and got an ancestral fear? Or was it fear of something he didn't understand? The always-blame-someone feeling of a fanatic. She wanted to slap him, THINK FOR YOURSELF COLT!
Instead she took in a few deep breaths, and tried to calm him down. She couldn't do anything if he didn't talk to her. "Hey, hey hey. I'm right here, do you want to talk about it? Maybe if you understood why you felt so scared you could fight the fear? It's not somepony, it's... it's a way of thought." Come on, come back to me!
Instead she took in a few deep breaths, and tried to calm him down. She couldn't do anything if he didn't talk to her. "Hey, hey hey. I'm right here, do you want to talk about it? Maybe if you understood why you felt so scared you could fight the fear? It's not somepony, it's... it's a way of thought." Come on, come back to me!