Need for potions

Need for potions

Zecora poured the green powder into the poppy colored mixture and stirred. Then she sprinkled some salt and pushed some mushrooms in turning the brewing stew into a thick gray substance. Suddenly a knock at the door announced a certain butterscotch filly's arrival. The zebra opened her oak door to find an earth pony filly jumping in joy on her doorstep. "Come in apple bloom, there is definitely plenty of room." Zecora said motioning for the filly to sit. Apple bloom smiled and took a seat at a small table. Zecora set out wooden bowls and poured the food in then took a seat across from the filly. "Wow Ze-Cora, what did ya make?" The southern filly asked. " It is a homeland treat, so hurry up and eat." Zecora said. Apple bloom picked up the bowl and drank it all down then slammed it on to the table and sighed in satisfaction. Zecora laughed at the filly's manners and stared on her soup. "If you don't mind me asking ms. Zecora, why do ya have so many potions?" Apple bloom threw another question at Zecora. Zecora stopped eating and just stared at apple bloom. The real reason was Zecora had a monster-like side if herself that she constantly tried to cure, but she couldn't say that. "One I'm a Shaman and two I just need them." Zecora said. "Wow your a Shaman!?" Apple bloom yelled. The zebra nodded. "Now go clean the pots, gratitude I'll give you lots." Apple bloom smiled and went to cleaning the pots.