Diamant

A frown deepened across Diamant's young face and intensified into an expression of disbelief. His eyes roamed the mare's wounds, and he tried to imagine Psychedelic or Kendry as the cause of them, but he could not. Though the two stallions had intimidated him upon first meeting, they had soon given him no cause to see them as anything other than friendly, harmless bachelors. Surely they could not have been responsible for such violence?

Kasabian, a voice reminded him. Diamant had not yet met the lagoon boss face-to-face and knew next to nothing about him. Perhaps he was the culprit? His gut tightened with fear and anger. He did not relish being under the authority of a stallion who could do something like this.

"I'm so sorry," he finally said, his voice soft and plaintive. He lowered his head as though in shame, and regarded the little yellow mare with somber amber eyes. Her presence was nothing short of a terrible revelation, and Diamant knew that he had some thinking to do after this encounter. "I live here," he continued, though his own voice sounded unconvincing in his own ears. "But I swear, I won't hurt you. I had no idea they... did things like this."

He paused and chewed his lip thoughtfully. "What's your name? Maybe I could talk to them for you. Maybe it was just a... misunderstanding?"