Dash finally pulls away and after a brief struggle, manages to focus on you. Her ardent gaze told you your suspicions were right about her intentions. If there had been any lingering doubt there wasn’t any longer; this brash mare was much more than a friend. You’d somehow managed to pass all her tests, infiltrate all her defenses, and now you found yourself privy to her raw feelings—feelings she’d never had for anyone else. Her gaze falters and she tucks her muzzle as her self-consciousness finally catches up to her. She’s going to give you a heart attack someday from that cuteness. 