Birthday pony i beg

The sun was hung low in the sky, shades of orange and pink cast across the land as a scattered crowd sat within the depths of the grassy pastures. Little ponies trotted about, tinkling bells clanging in their mane as they moved, occasionally pausing to gain another one from a passerby, whether it be from an adult or child. Each pony is given their own name based on characteristics, the crowds picking based on each set. These ponies have a lot of heart to them; wild and carefree, but gentle nonetheless. Soft fur and little ears blow in the wind, twitching to listen to all around.

These ponies are delicate, polite to be around and always keen to be around even the youngest of people who held bells. They each wandered gently, nibbling on grass and nuzzling into the bushes to find the loveliest of secretly hidden snacks kept in the undergrowth. Many within this place were awaiting their new homes now, and Lucca was no stranger to giving a pony a new home.

You see, at the Akademy of Lux Astra, it was customary for their students to have a handful of animal companions - magik was forged in the depths of bonds with the world around them, and in the depths of this are the creatures that come straight from the nature itself. So when Lucca had a new project that he needed to find a creature for, he thought it might be worth a shot to try and find a new pony pal - specifically one that so happened to share his birthday. 

March 12th, a little black-and-white Teddy Cob was uploaded to the official association's site - 'Kitty Kisses', a small cob gelding with a delicate face and beautiful temperament. He's got kind, round eyes, and a gentle expression that has never once faltered in the eyes of the humans around him. Lucca fell quite simply head over heels with him, even though the chance of getting this pony was relatively slim. Delta and Quessa both told him it was a tad ridiculous, but Lucca quite simply shook his head and began the journey to meet the pony either way.

In the palm of his hand, a hot-pink ribbon with a silver musical bell.

In front of him, a black-faced pony with a heart marking on his muzzle and an irregular white streak up his face. 

This pony batted his long eyelashes up at Lucca, who's purple-and-gold gaze was squinted down at the mass of bells on the fluffy, feathery mane that this pony bore. There was... well, there was hardly any space for it to go. The gelding nuzzled the bell and his ears pricked when it jingled. And so, the game began.