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It is a hard path, he decides, that his half brother had chosen. It was not common for a stallion to see the worth in sharing -- and even harder still was fighting the instinct to be in control of the world around you. Natural and Social instinct warred within Vulcan, Enoch could see it easily. The fact that his heart was so sewn into the fabric of this land was only bound to make it worse.

How then did Martyr and his sister fit into this circumstance, he wondered often. It was likely hard to be so displaced under no fault of your own - but they’d followed Vulcan both out and then back again to the aforementioned exodus and return. "What the heck do you want from me?" How then did Martyr and his sister fit into this circumstance, he wondered often. It was likely hard to be so displaced under no fault of your own - but they’d followed Vulcan both out and then back again to the aforementioned exodus and return.

He sees the mare Emerson at a distance, out in the open during the brightness of summer daylight. She is beautiful in her own right and he gives her a nod in greeting as he came to stand within her proximity and join in her grazing. "What the heck do you want from me?" He was not often a talker, but companionability was not beyond him. He could at the least provide her with an extra pair of eyes and ears and nostrils by which to avoid the dangers of the bordering jungle to their south west.

It is a hard path, he decides, that his half brother had chosen. It was not common for a stallion to see the worth in sharing -- and even harder still was fighting the instinct to be in control of the world around you. Natural and Social instinct warred within Vulcan, Enoch could see it easily. The fact that his heart was so sewn into the fabric of this land was only bound to make it worse.