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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]It had been awful quiet for what felt like ages, and Ivy was in no mood to sit around. Restlessly pacing about the corridor, her hoof-steps could be heard echoing more than 5 rooms down. She was looking for something to occupy her, as lethargy was one of her worst adversaries. Well, she had still been ambulating, and that wasn't very beneficial, so she fell back onto her posterior in vanquish as she waited for time to pass her by. So, there she sat, rhythmically rocking to and fro as she held her awkward pose.



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