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Mulberry doesn’t want to remove her boots just to touch the thing directly, but it doesn’t seem overly warm or cold to the touch is the best she can say.
 
She looks towards the fields. She wonders if these are the things being grown out there. She still can’t see them well from here, but they don’t look natural.
 
On the other hoof, she is right next to the house now, and there doesn’t seem to be anyone inside it. She also wonders what she should do with the seed she is holding.
 
 
 
 
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