Caspar paced through forest, the tall, powerfully built bay stallion a bit...agitated. It had been weeks since he had seen a single mare in the forest. He wasn't sure what might've driven them off, or where they might've disappeared to, but he could barely focus on anything but the thought of finding one. Then, a sweet, distant smell reached his nose-a female. Not a horse, but still, the stallion had begun to grow impatient for one. He galloped off, following the scent.
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