Cow Lick

Cow Lick

It started out normal day for Pony, going to the medow to forage for tools. He was digging the groud, getting dirt on his metal hooves, but it went unseen as it blended in witht he darken metal. He kept searching for something to use: a nut, a bolt or maybe even spare wire or two. He was so far unsuccessful on his search so he walked further into the medow. The sun heated his hair and plates comfortablly. Pony had spent around an hour searching in the medow so far with nothing to show. Fustrated, he angrily digged small little marks in the dirt trying to find something when bam! Pony fell face first into the dirt confused, the grass cusioning his fall. He turned on his back to see what hit him, ready for a fight. A  luckymoo start to lick and chew his hair on the end of his tail. He patted the luckymoo who sniffled his tail more, licking and trying to eat it. Pony blinked confused, and wiggled to his side, before getting up. The luckymoo moved once more to attempt to eat his tail. Pony petted the Luckymoo soft fur and laughed, "What are you doing?" He exclaimed, suprised. The luckmoo gave out a snort and moved his head to the ground, finding the other tail is not edible. Pony stopped and looked at where he was, finsing himself standing in a small clover field. A rainbow softly shined in the sky. He noticed small white flowers and plucked them, before offering them to the Luckymoo. The luckymoo happily ate them, just hungry. He pet the luckymoo back, scratching his flank, "There you go boy." Pony spent time petting and feeding the Luckymoo, beofre deciding to leave. He walked away and stopped, his eye catching something shiny. He bent down to pick it up hen he was headbutted by the Luckymoo, who was now follwoing him. Pony snorted, "Well I guess our coming home with me, arent ya boy." The luckymoo gave out a bellow in reasponse. The two headed out of the medow, despite Luckymoo geting distracted every so often to eat flowers.