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Toxicbrane woke up with a start. She rushed out her house, to be blown back by snowy gusts of wind. When she opened her wings, she was on her wall in a second. She folded her wings and closed her door. She looked back. A bunch of snow was piled up on the floor, covering everything.She trotted up the stairs and looked out the window. Everything was coated in snow, until a pegasus uncovered her window.
Toxic jumped in surprise, before regaining her posture and looking out again. Ponies were clearing out the snow storm, winged or not. She ran out her door again, leaving tracks in the snow, and opened her wings to fly up and clear some clouds.
Smiling, Toxic used her huge wings as a benefit. She got into position, and flapped her wings. She did this to multiple clouds, clearing some snow away as well. She jumped on whatever clouds were left. Satisfied, she flew down to to her job on the ground. Well, she would have a job on the ground, if the other ponies weren't done. She looked around, trying to find anything that signified the storm was over.
It was. The snow storm was over. Toxic decided she was quiet for too long. Way too long. She grinned a wide grin.
"YEAH! THE SNOW STORM IS OVER! WOO HOO!" Toxic gained many glares, but she didn't care. She trotted back into her house. She made snow-mares and snow-angels in the snow in her home. When she was done, she made herself hot cocoa. Witcha was fed, and Toxic passed out in her chair, happy to fall asleep.

Description
Toxicbrane woke up with a start. She rushed out her house, to be blown back by snowy gusts of wind. When she opened her wings, she was on her wall in a second. She folded her wings and closed her door. She looked back. A bunch of snow was piled up on the floor, covering everything.She trotted up the stairs and looked out the window. Everything was coated in snow, until a pegasus uncovered her window.
Toxic jumped in surprise, before regaining her posture and looking out again. Ponies were clearing out the snow storm, winged or not. She ran out her door again, leaving tracks in the snow, and opened her wings to fly up and clear some clouds.
Smiling, Toxic used her huge wings as a benefit. She got into position, and flapped her wings. She did this to multiple clouds, clearing some snow away as well. She jumped on whatever clouds were left. Satisfied, she flew down to to her job on the ground. Well, she would have a job on the ground, if the other ponies weren't done. She looked around, trying to find anything that signified the storm was over.
It was. The snow storm was over. Toxic decided she was quiet for too long. Way too long. She grinned a wide grin.
"YEAH! THE SNOW STORM IS OVER! WOO HOO!" Toxic gained many glares, but she didn't care. She trotted back into her house. She made snow-mares and snow-angels in the snow in her home. When she was done, she made herself hot cocoa. Witcha was fed, and Toxic passed out in her chair, happy to fall asleep.