Bucephalus bent his head down to drink from the water, while Dahlia replied, "Well...It's bit complicated, you see. We used to live at a stable with two-legs and a few other horses, one day a fire started while us two were grazing in the field. Bucephalus and I got trapped in between a few fallen, burning trees; he managed to help me out but it took much longer because he had no one or nothing to climb onto to escape. Hours and hours passed and he eventually made it out by jumping over the high flames and smoke, taking most of his tail with him, along with the tips of his mane, melting a small portion of his hooves, and it gave him a few minor burns...So far he's recovering though. After the accident he ran to the plains here and caught up with me."