[FwM] As Equestria Turns:MLP Without the Kiddy Thread 9

[Orzel]

The griffon just looks at the note for a moment, eyes eventually setting on a simmering glare. It bears some contemplation what rank soldiers turn into politicians, but it's definitely some time before general. This pony needed a few reminders on how it's not smart to try and step over griffons, or rather just a nudge on how to deal with houseguests over culture lines.

"Would there be time enough to deal with it today?" he asks of the messenger.

The pony messenger stands still and speaks aloofly as if her words were not hers. "We, Fetlock nobles, can stall for a week easily."

"Right," He nodded, and he didn't think she was kidding around either, considering the other day there were some thugs who actually tried to rob a coffee shop. He did the gentlecolty thing of escorting her out.

And the mare would lock the door before leaving. The two ponies would walk quietly home. The sun had not set as it was a scheduled long day for farmers. Sweet Victory stays on the roadside of the walk order. "So where do you live? And with whom?"