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WORDS: 207 TAGS: Mother Nature (animal companion)

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a nice, warm breeze blew gently through the mountains as a blue roan made his way up the rock path. travelling the lands for the past couple years, the mountains were probably his favourite. he hated being confined, and at the same time hated the lack of coverage in the south. this place was superb; the forestry was there for protection or food, and the mountains offered great vantage points and felt like nothing could touch you.

the stallion neared the peak of the mountain he was on. other mountains beside him went higher yet, but this one was still high enough to enjoy the view of the neighboring lands. absolutely spectacular. thought the stallion. as he looked upon the land before him, he noticed the silhouette of a large bird flying over head. what he wouldn't give to be able to fly, to be limitless. to be able to just go. he recognized this bird though, he had seen it almost every time he came to the mountains. as a young colt, he pretended to 'race' the bird, but almost always lost in the younger days. he let out a happy neigh, not expecting anything in return, as he watched it dance in the sky above.

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Memories of paradise . . .

The eagle seemed to remember this stallion . . . from fledgling to falcon, since the moment it had left the nest, the bird could never truly forget about the friendship they had formed years ago. Carefree days of racing through the valleys and peaks of the Moraine Mountains left the bird longing for the moment when they could race once more. The eagle soared across the skyline before Aries, tracing the outline of outlying trees before circling back around to the stallion, as it recognized him calling out. The bird came to rest on a nearby tree branch, responding to Aires with its own gentle chirp, comfortably stretching wings as it settled. The eagle decided it would follow him from then on - not wanting to miss out on beating him in the next race.

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