Finn patted Sweetfire’s neck. The mare tossed her head back and nickered. She clearly wasn’t sure of this place, though it was clear she’d enjoyed some of the plant life. Tempest nosed his side, and Finn laughed.
“You want some patting, too, do you, Tempest? Well, how can I resist you? Especially with Rohan gone for now,” Finn soothed the big warhorse.



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