[In the midst of this party stands a pony -- tall, proud, and with a tail and mane that wave as if caught by a breeze only they feel. The colors within them wave as well... just not in synch with the actual hair.]
[And she has a horn, and wings.]
[Despite the deep-set anger and alarm she feels at having been so unceremoniously dropped her, her outside demeanor is one of calm serenity as she examines the food tables, and offers a quiet smile to anyone who approaches.]
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[And she has a horn, and wings.]
[Despite the deep-set anger and alarm she feels at having been so unceremoniously dropped her, her outside demeanor is one of calm serenity as she examines the food tables, and offers a quiet smile to anyone who approaches.]