03-17-2016, 05:44 PM
A sharp hoof came down on the butterfly. "No!!!!" Screamed Flamboyance. The little blue butterfly's wings fluttered once, as if to escape, but in vain. Then it went completely still. The innocent filly's amber eyes filled with tears and she sat on her haunches and began to cry. She looked up at the murderer's palomino face, into his blood red eyes, and said, sniffling, "Her name was Bluey. She was the sweetest little butterfly I ever met and you killed her." Flamboyance was screaming now. She was kicking him with her little legs and crying. He might have said something, but she was deaf and couldn't hear him and wouldn't care anyways.