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It had been weeks since Cygnus had set out on his own to find himself and he felt no closer than he did the day he set out. He wondered about his place in the world and what purpose he could find for himself. He sighed heavily as he pondered and decided it would take some time for these things to occur to him. In the meantime he needed to learn how better to set up a camp. He looked around the messy area with disappointment. His father had taught Cygnus and all of his siblings how to survive in the wilds alone, but while Cygnus was a studious stallion, this particular subject hadn't interested him and he had found it hard to pay attention.

He nudged at his waning fire and sighed again, looking around for more wood to feed it. He shook off the cold and headed out in search of branches. The winter had come on strong and he had to dig through the fresh snow to find anything burnable. He made his way out in a wide arch from his camp, collection everything he possibly could for his fire. So focused on this task as he was, the rest of the world fell away.