She nodded, tossing her chocolate-coloured, wavy mane. Her forelock fell to the right of her pure white blaze, framing her face. "I bet," she said, softly, imagining the herds of horses. "Why are you bleeding?" she asked, just noticing the blood-stains.Onyx nodded. His sleek, dark black coat splattered with his own blood. "You'll see alot of horses here." He chuckled coldly.
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