Just what was that thing? you pondered while you observed from your hiding spot Your curiosty burned, guiding your feet into the room in spite of the possible danger. You quietly moved around, making sure to keep just out of sight of its vision, whatever it was, it seemed to be solely occupied with writing.
As you got close, you could actually see more details, it was definitely equine in nature and pink furred and was... murmuring something. They weren't gibberish ,but words, born out of a language you couldn't recognize, the sound of the voice was female sounding, which means that this giant... horse, pony? thing was female... theoretically speaking.
Soon your sly movement brought you it's... her tail which reached the floor, with each individual strand of hair being big enough to be a rope.
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