The Buckskin snorted, but the Bay tweaked his mentalty.
"Let's risk it, brother dearest. I think it beats the alternative."
It seemed as though days passed as the two struggled to reach their destination. Rhodes suffered a mild digression into the most effective knot to use, while Desiree felt perfect comfort. Their connectedness was again their salvation, & they approached their divergence, content.
"I'm going to the beaches!" said Desiree.
"I'm headed for the hills. Good luck with your mistakes, my other!". Rhodes nuzzled her & trotted onwards & upwards.
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