Quote Originally Posted by Kelvin360 View Post
Pony Sense tingling.

Daniel spins around instantly, switching again to the stake-tips. If ever there was a time to get jumped from behind, this was it.

And yes. He checks the ceiling.
There's nothing on the ceiling or behind him.


Quote Originally Posted by TheAmishPirate View Post
Well, sunlight was sunlight as far as he knew. Though this guy definitely didn't seem to be the imposing figure he ran into last night. Sandy rubbed his forehead. "I'm no dentist, I just-look, can you just show us your teeth? Not gonna hurt you or nothin'." As a measure of good faith, Sandy took a small, but deliberate step back, and hovered the knives out of direct stab range. "See? Just show us your teeth, and everythin'll be just fine."
"Are you lying? You're not those sort of criminals who beat up people, take their teeth, and sell to the black market are you? I hear zebras love using teeth in their brews," He kept cowering, occasionally peeking from under his fore leg, Daniel's drawn weapons keeping the likely drunk, homeless, pony scared manureless. "You won't like my teeth! No good for potions...! Rotting practically! Waaaah, don't hurt me."