Mulberry checks for dust. It's actually rather clean. Whoever is using the house is still using the kitchen regularly, as well as the front room.

The mare begins to think this really is just a regular house. She reaches for an orange and picks it up. It's only then she realizes that the fruit is rather hard. She looks down to see little skittering legs on what appears to be an orange shaped shell.

She drops the thing at once, and the insect starts skittering back into the bowl on the table.







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