vindicarthehippogriff:

pewnypl:

vindicarthehippogriff:

pewnythepony:

The hippogriff can hear the pony’s voice from inside “Coming!” and a few seconds later the door opens “Oh. Hey there Vindicar.”

Griffpony grins and stands at attention, letting Pewny measure him. “When we’re done, you can try my armor on, if you want. I’m only slightly bigger than you, so it’d still fit you, more or less.”

Pewny draws a stick-griffon in the notepad and writes a series of numbers around it “Try on your armor? Are you sure you wouldn’t mind that?”

“What’s the worst thing that could happen? It’s not like you’re going to walk all day in it. That would be pretty tiring, trust me.” Vindicar chuckles. “Plus the oath of service has not a single word against it.”

“Hey, making sure here, I don’t want you to get into any trouble and such”