The collie looked at Jack for an extended moment. "Lunar's prison, ye said?"
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Collin nodded, patted Noble good-bye, and departed.

"Aye," Jacob answered, "and it's still standing."


Luner stumbled and gripped the side of the stables for help. The arrow wound was bleeding again.

Locke nodded. "Then we best go." He spoke.

Selkie nods, "Lead the way."


Sunburst snorts and looks at his stall door then slips the lock. He walks to Luner.
"I have to get that lock fixed," Luner mutters.
Sunburst nudges Luner.
"I know you just want to help," Luner gently grabs Sunburst's mane.
Sunburst takes the trip one step at a time as he helps Luner to the castle.

The border collie flashed a lopsided smirk and set off.

Champions snorts, Noble I wish I was like you that my rider only had one horse.

Selkie follows after.

I want never gets. Noble replied.
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(Timeskip?)

I can't fight with my sire or Luner would be furious and I would be a plow horse or worse, Champion snorted.

(Sure)

Noble shook his mane. I'm honestly not even confident of the validity of the plow horse threat. Warhorses are hard to train; putting them to feild work seems a waste. He reasoned. That said, I have heard of many sold warhorses...
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Locke slowed to a halt about 50 meteres away from the castle wreckage. "Laddie, we're hear."

Oh I've seen that threat carried out one too many times not to be confident in it, Champion shook his head, that and sold warhorses.


"Stay here while I check things out," Selkie slips toward the dungeons.
Calico was just coming up the steps as Selkie was coming down them.