
To Skree
A batpony mare struggles at her binds, yet not for lack of wanting to be there, while the very Pegasus with whom she owed her predicament pours over a letter.
A pegasus sits at his writing table, quill at hoof, and brow furrowed. He simply must write this letter, his very heart demands it. His eyes are glued to the page as words construct themselves in his mind's eye.
Behind him, a mare struggles at her bonds. A whimper, a tug at her binds, then silence. Another moment later, the sound of her breed's instinctual whine.
"SkreeeEEEeee?"

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