A tale of Queeny

An extraordinary wold pony by many measures

She is Wizard #5136's trusted steed through thick and thin. A pony trusted to endure both the Psychic Leap and the strange wonders of Cuckoo Land. She is unfazed by the most frightening of beasts and ghoulish of souls. But a kobold? Oh no... DO NOT bring Queeny near any kobold. Whether it's their smell or just their presence in general, she will enter a crazed state of chaotic protest.

Queeny's quest is simple. To graze upon the greenest of grass. Have you ever mowed a lush field? The smell that emanates is the complete opposite of the meaty odor of a smelly Kobold. Fortunately for Queeny, Remus takes great pleasure in guiding her to such greenery. As the writer of this lore I have a simple ask for any readers who may encounter Queeny. Fondle her mane gently. She loves that.

Entered by: 0xa278…3Cb0 and preserved on chain (see transaction)