“Yes, I have always lived here.” He replied quietly to her question, his eyes drifting away and to the many trees that surrounded them. I gave him a sense of peace knowing a place like he knew this; to have discovered every nook and cranny as a child. Sometimes he wonders if it would give him more of a sense of adventure should he ever decide to live somewhere else. But the feeling he got when he returned from the Crossing kept him here where he knew he belonged.
More words drifted to him from the girl and he turned his attention back towards her. Ears twisting forwards; he recalls his words as she reminds him. Braylen had promised her an explanation and he was due to give it.
“The place I found you is called the Commons. It is the most dangerous for mares because any stallion may lay claim to her there; should it be a bachelor stallion from the Lagoon or someone such as me.” He said, knowing claiming a mare wasn’t really right but what other choice did he have? Of course she was free to go should she become unhappy with him. It was the only way Braylen could justify taking away a mare’s choice as he had. “The Falls where we rested is the safest. No mare may be claimed or force bred there. It is just the law of the Islands.” He explained, not knowing who had ever come up with it but it was something every horse seemed to follow.
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