Calling Breeze (Click to Listen)
That feeling niggled at him every time he sat still for too long. He'd been in Breeland for weeks, he needed to move. The green colt from Rohan, Boltin, and his impolite prancing while being ridden illustrated the feeling perfectly. A restlessness, not frustrated but beckoning. Yearning. Bittersweet for what he had discovered, standing still for so long. New company was made, closeness forged. But still he had to go. The horse understood better than the people did.
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