INVESTIGATE

Gently, you nudge the lump with your snout, your breath pushing the freshly fallen snow out of the way to reveal a startling sight. A filly! Her bright orange coat stood out like a sore hoof in the white background. She was unmoving.

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You have many questions of course- but right now this foal needs help. Your solitary way of life is now different and you’re concerned. A foal freezing to death on your turf wouldn’t do well for your conscious- even if you ultimately don’t care what happens to her. 

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Your mother then makes her voice known in your head with a simple demand: