I need you(Erosaf)

The great chestnut head lifted from the grass which he had been eating. He had thought he had heard someone calling his name, but the voice was not one of the ones of his herd, or of the lands many inhabitants. Snorting, he started to move, great dark chestnut pillars carrying him through the forest.

Who was calling to him, the once mighty king of this forest. And what did they wish to ask of him? He was not silent, like his son, you could easily hear him coming through the trees, but thatw as the way he had always been. He loved his land and he loved his herd members. It was something that he was, always there to help those who needed his aide at some point in time.

He spotted her though and almost snorted in recognition. It was Angelica! He'd spoken to her only once before, now she was here though, in his forest. It was not something that he had ever even been anticipating at the moment. Why would she come here? It was something he needed to find out.

"You call and I am here, Angelica," he said, moving towards her lightly through the trees.

"They have been well at least for the last month. There has been trouble from others trying to thieve them from me, and the men have come occassionally, once taking my queen from me, into their world. She has returned to me since though which makes me happy."

He smiled.

"Having my son, Thowra here to rule over my own lands is a good thing, that is one horse who will never die it seems. Though once he did die, though was brought back once, by Celeena."

He chuckled. Then he heard her request.

The request startled him for a moment, but then he knew he should probably answer her. "I would happily give that to you."

“He is immortal, yes, but I know that he would never hurt another horse in that way. Only ever those who know their time is up really. It's something he rarely does. We hate Ganymede for causing him to be that way, but there is nothing we can do now for him. It's something we have grown to get used to now. Never would we turn on him because of what another did to him.”

Ganymede though, was no longer welcome in this forest. Never would he be, and Thowra himself was angry with Ganymede. “No, my son is too kind to hurt others, unless given a good reason to do so, luckily they have been few at the moment.”

He followed after her though, knowing what she wanted him to do, which he did quickly but carefully. He knew that some of the hellion's his breed hurt those who they bred, but that was a level that no hellion of Snow River Forest would fall to.

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