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Tyr had honestly expected the mare to spit fire at him. To show her loathing of his Lagoon hide as much as the next mare might. Instead, she had actually given an apology which brought his ears forward in surprise. “A stalemate then.” Tyr replied, his green blue eyes meeting hers for a moment before he cast them back out before him. He heard her sigh, knew her burden was heavier than she let on, but he had already asked once so there was no point of asking again. Little did he know that both of their burdens revolved around their children.


“At least it’s a quiet night to think over heavy thoughts.” The General offered instead. He didn’t know if the Peak woman would keep him company or not, but he wasn’t without thinking it would be a good idea. To try and put some peace between the Lagoon and Peak so that the future who be better suited for them both. Maybe he should be focusing on that instead, rather than everything else that ailed him. But as Tyr turned his head to look at the champagne mare again, he couldn’t find the energy to try and put on some charming mask. Not even with the sweet perfume of the season sweeping between them.


“Exhausting, isn’t it?”

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stallion | shire x | sooty dunalino roan pintaloosa | 18hh

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