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"Oh! Tawny what has you so riled up today? If you keep wiggling around I'll drop you, and you won't enjoy the fall, trust me you little scamp."

The infant pony of course could not and would not stop his wiggling. Tawny was still too young to fly but his small wings flapped strongly, an early sign that his flightless situation would be ending fairly soon. Short stubby arms reached out in a lost effort to grab the thick steam billowing as it culminated inside the tiny bath shed. His gurgles of curiosity pulling a joyous titter from his mother, as she gently doused his fluff with warm water.

"I guess you can't help it little one. It's like we're taking a bath in a thimble!"
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A tiny glimpse into Dumbbell's (actual name Tawny Anchor) childhood. He was raised by a poor family on the island of Caprona Cay. His dad (Bulkhead) was a fisherman and mother (Snowy Farpeak) an ex member of the Royal Guard. The earnings are meager but life is splendid and content. Though there were a few rare times where the plumbing would be on the fritz but its nothing some boiled water and a wooden tub out back can't fix.

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Posted previously at: 2020-05-14T17:38:08 | Posted previously by: Ranch