A MAN OF HONOR IS AT ALL TIMES A MAN OF HIS WORD.

Softly lowering his head to lip at the young foals sparse mane, Voyager listened to Cromer as she spoke. He had known, deep down, that she was here for him and their daughter. Cromer would never lock herself into one place if she wished and he knew that she would never stop being the mare that had managed to wrap him around her hoof. He was as good as any other stallion that wanted to be a decent being, but he was able to stay strong and help those in need with this spit fire of an amazing mare at his side.


“I will talk to him Cromer. I just figured with you having seen the stallion more than I had that you could add a bit onto what I will report.” Cromer had seen the stallion first, and had most likely taken notice of something about him that would aid with what could be coming to their doorstep. She was smart, took in many things that he would have missed. Cromer was a mare of a blood he would never understand and he knew it would aid her in the future with whatever she wanted to do.


Humming, Voyager did not back to softly lipping his daughter's mane before she gave a soft grunt and hit the ground with a front hoof. It would soon be time for her to rest, but he gave his mare a playful smile before nudging Roamer her way. “Who wants to play a game of hide and seek?” He would let his daughter start it off and with all three of them playing, it would be a fun game. He thought, at least, that this might take the heavy weight off of their shoulders. “Thank you Cromer, for being as you are and never stepping off of the path you have set for yourself.”

VOYAGER

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stallion | 17hhs | black | of the forest

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