"Alright my love," The mare readied for another throw. With a chuck it landed on the net and clung to a corner. "Sweet, haha..this technically means I win....but...if you can get your last spider dead center...you could probably steal victory right under my hooves..." She teasingly kissed the corner of his mouth.
"Oh uh..." Fox said glad the topic was changed. "Well there's going to be the Nightmare Mash dance later on tonight, oh oh, there's also going to be a cakewalk, and scavenger hunt as part of the more larger activities."Originally Posted by Grif
Fox Trot sniffed the air as his nose was assaulted with a lovely and spicy smell, he liked spicy. "Mmmm....that smells delicious."