Deneb stood quietly at the edge of the clearing watching the older stallion and Req. The noble old male seemed so dignified in what was to be his last few moments left on this plane.
She watched Req kneel down next to him and begin to listen to the old stallions memories of his youth. She tossed her head a bit getting her mane out of her eyes then slowly crept forward to listen herself slowly sinking down on the other side of the elder. She was no angel of mercy helping those that deserved it ease into the next life, but she hoped her presence helped soothe the old male, that life would go on in the next generation.
Deep down though that little treacherous voice whispered that if Req only came to the good, he'd never come for her...she was flawed, but for now listening to the old stallion, she could forget her sins.
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