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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 7:58 am

Starts: March 3rd, 12AM EST
Ends: March 9th, 11pm EST
Colorist: Mindsend

Edit v.3:Some modifications have been voted on and approved! You may *coughWILLcough* see a pony or two added to the raffle before it ends

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1: Mutant Rainbow Hippogryph Peacock mare
2: Enamel Cardinal and Phoenix Mutant hippogryph Stallion
3: Mutant tribal Ceryneigryph
4: Mutant Pure Hawkwalker Stallion - Stormtotem Thunderhawk
Feral form | Unpelted (For breeding purposes only)
5: Megamutant Hippocorn Stallion (Markings)

------ BONUS PONY(PONIES) ------

6: Mutant Hippogryph Pheasant Inspired Mare
7: Mutant Pure Hawkwalker Mare - Stormtotem Thunderhawk (Feral Form)
8: Mutant Putti Pale Aurora Peacock mare

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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 7:59 am

"C'mon, Bard.." Fern grunted slightly as she pulled the squirming boy closer. He was leaning over her arm as the draconic woman strode on in the crowded town, chubby arms reaching for the ground as if there was something of interest there. His tail was clasped between his right big toe and second toe, wriggling against itself like a cage.

Bo was simply resting atop Ferns head, two head asleep and the third (the one with the spikes) was watching around to make sure there was no danger. She chirruped sleepily, tail flicking much like Ferns was.

The day was crisp out, autumn setting in. Leaves were changing and the birds were slowly migrating to another direction for warmth. Thus, Shui was wrapped up with a scarf around his neck and he was in a tail-hole legging pantsuit to protect himself.

The little chaos god squealed, wriggling more and trying to get down from his mothers grasp. "Oogabhah!" He protested, a whine catching in his throat. Almost lyrical, almost like water his baby voice was, even when upset... but it was still a whine.

"Ooogahah!"