MYO-394: Prism

Countless of missing Succubuns disappearing every other night, and A dead priest of Sulfur whose cause of death was yet to be disclosed to the public.  This was the most excitement (or horror, depending on how you saw it) that Burrowgatory had ever seen in a lifetime.  The nightlife here was usually quite tame – meaning that it was normal to see drunk buns passing out o...

Prism’s POV His tail was slowly swinging from left to right, his hooves clutching the plate tightly that was holding beautiful food items. His breath was steady by now, the first rush of anxiety had passed. It still felt like a dream that he was actually here, at the big Gossamer Gala. The apron he was wearing was making quiet ruffle sounds when it moved. ...