Go Away Old Pony

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Granny Smith was taking her evening constitutional, as Blueblood called it. Granny just called it a walk among the trees. She did it for a few reasons. She was getting way up there in age (she had her annual 80th birthday a few weeks back) and she wanted to keep her bones strong. But also, on the off chance it was her time to go, she wanted to be among her family's apple trees. As she passed the old cutie mark crusader clubhouse she chuckled softly. Her little Apple Bloom would be back when she arrived at the house, her family complete again.

Her ears perked at the sound of sniffling. She turned towards the clubhouse and spotted a small filly inside. She looked just like..."Apple Bloom?" She called before realizing how silly that was. But when the little unicorn filly came out granny put two and two together right quick. "Oh, hullo little filly!"

"Who're you?!" Granny paused. 

"Didn't yer Mama teach you any manners, young lady?" She huffed. Arkansas pouted.

"This is my treehouse! Go away! I'm gonna stay here forever!"

"Oh?" Granny chuckled, "You are, are yah? Well that's yer Mama's clubhouse actually. Her an' her little friends used'ta play there all th'time."

"How do you know my Mama?" The filly asked curiously. Granny chuckled.

"Why, ah'm her granny!" She whistled, "And yer great-granny."

"Oh..." Arkansas felt rude then. "I'm sorry. I'm Arkansas Black..."

"Well it's nice t'meetcha Arkansas Black," Granny whistled, "So...what're you doin' out here all by your lonesome?"

"That orange pony yelled at Mama and I...got scared and upset..." She sniffed, "So I ran away and found this here clubhouse."

"That orange...oooohhhh Applejack!" Granny rolled her eyes. "I'm gonna tan her hide. Don't you worry 'bout that."

"I feel bad cuz...everyone's so nice here but...it's scary...and Mama left me alone..."

"She did now? Well..." Granny shrugged. "You ain't alone now, are ya?" Arkansas shook her head softly. "How's about you go back with ole' Granny and I'll tell them ponies ta leave yah alone 'till yer ready, hm?"

"And why would they listen to you?" Granny cackled.

"Cuz ah'm still head'a this farm," the old gril said with a wink, "And anypony who doesn't listen tah me'll get a whuppin'."

Arkansas meets granny! This is my first time drawing her and I think I did an ok job. The backgrounds are getting better ^^