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[Krigare]

He feels her linger upon the scars, hesitance in the movement. 

He sighed, shifting his weight from foot to foot.

"Sometimes, Zephyr. We do things we regret to protect those we love."

The stallion's voice was soft, an answer to the unspoken question that weighed him down. He said this almost for himself alone, though she had a part in his words. It was true, the dark stagwould do anything and everything to protect those he held dear. It was a primal instinct rooted deep into his bones. 

The puckered pink flesh was a horrendous reminder of all the hardships he had gone through to get this far, and he regretted it all. Yes, it gave him the life he had now, but he wished he was more level headed with the ones who had made him this way. 

He wished he would have spoken more peace rather than fight any who challenged him.

"Now. We must be off."