"Dad!" The joy in his voice was impossible to miss. The little colt's eyes lit up, and he bounded happily over to where his father had emerged. Sin nuzzled against Szeth's shoulder, grinning ear to ear, then pulled away to gaze adoringly up at his father.
"I hope you're not too busy, papa," he said, dancing backwards to give Szeth a little room. "I was thinking maybe we could spend the afternoon together...?" There was intense hope in his eyes, but his voice betrayed a bit of timidity.
It was clear that Sin Killer absolutely adored his father. Already he was doing his best to emulate the things his father did, and the only future he could envision for himself was to follow exactly in Szeth's footprints. He felt sure that he would have a few mares one day, and protect them as vigilantly as Szeth did.
But first, his highest priority was to figure out as much about the world as he could. He had entered the age of "hows" and "whys", and it was starting to exhaust his mother. She seemed to have very few answers for the myriads of Sin Killer's questions, and he was hoping his father might do a better job.
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