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Mois and five others joined him. Worry fluttered in his stomach. Merely five! Mois's face appeared hollow and weak, his skin taught over his muscles from hunger. A smaller Arabian-like mare held her head high as she watched Amouris intently. Her dished head showed pure confidence. Next to her was a small Connemara with crimson scales. He smiled at the mare reassuringly, although fear also fluttered in his stomach. His skin was also taut over his bones, revealing minimal muscles. His ribs were prominent. A huge Belgian draft mare bit her lip as she watched Amouris. A Bashkir Curly stallion tossed his head, his mane slowly floating down to settle on his neck. Next to him, a tiny Shetland snarled enthusiastically. She reared, ready for war.

Amouris relaxed his face before opening his face. "As you may sense," He began. "Ares has gathered an army to attack us. He knows our secrets, our many weaknesses, our strengths, and how to avoid those." He began to propel himself back and forth, pacing. "We may have a disadvantage," He tossed his mane. "But, we have more than they possibly could." Amouris found his voice, his strength, and suddenly his fear dissolved. "We shall fight this battle to the death!" He cheered. "And we shall do as much as we can to prevent this raid," He called.
 
Amouris placed a breastplate made of mother of pearl onto his chest. He armored his face and shins with matching armor. Beautiful, delicate designs of other gems were embedded inside. He plated his tail fins, so that they themselves became weapons, slicing daggers at his command.

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Mois and five others joined him. Worry fluttered in his stomach. Merely five! Mois's face appeared hollow and weak, his skin taught over his muscles from hunger. A smaller Arabian-like mare held her head high as she watched Amouris intently. Her dished head showed pure confidence. Next to her was a small Connemara with crimson scales. He smiled at the mare reassuringly, although fear also fluttered in his stomach. His skin was also taut over his bones, revealing minimal muscles. His ribs were prominent. A huge Belgian draft mare bit her lip as she watched Amouris. A Bashkir Curly stallion tossed his head, his mane slowly floating down to settle on his neck. Next to him, a tiny Shetland snarled enthusiastically. She reared, ready for war.

Amouris relaxed his face before opening his face. "As you may sense," He began. "Ares has gathered an army to attack us. He knows our secrets, our many weaknesses, our strengths, and how to avoid those." He began to propel himself back and forth, pacing. "We may have a disadvantage," He tossed his mane. "But, we have more than they possibly could." Amouris found his voice, his strength, and suddenly his fear dissolved. "We shall fight this battle to the death!" He cheered. "And we shall do as much as we can to prevent this raid," He called.

"yes!" star called quietly behind him.
 
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"But Mommeh said..." She spoke a little clearer, now that her fear was gone.

"mommie hurt right now and we need to help her" he said iin a soothing tone
 
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"mommie hurt right now and we need to help her" he said iin a soothing tone


"Mwe!" She said. "Mwe need to help, too!"
 
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"Mwe!" She said. "Mwe need to help, too!"

"yes" he said a broad smiled on his face. He nuzzled kotori. "please"' he whispered to her.
 
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