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Kami stood at the bank of a river and gazed into the dark waters. He ruffled his thick curly mane as a cold breeze swept through, and lifted his head to stare at the sky. Snowflakes were gently falling. Whatever. He turned his gaze back to the water and turned his head slightly to admire his large purple horns. They were very purple and curly, with the occasional pop of yellow streaks. He thought himself very handsome. He flicked his tail. “Good day, Highlord Kami. How do you do?” he spoke to his own reflection, beaming. Oh how handsome and great he thought he was! He sighed happily and bent down to take a drink from the dark wate
The winter air was cold and crisp. It was a few days after Angelus’s big fight with Fairy, and he hadn’t spoken to her since. Most of his time was spent with Mer now.
Versailles visited a little less. He wanted to give Angelus some room and sort of felt bad for the mare. But he came back a few days later, bringing Gabe, Nitrous, and a new mare, named Witch.
Witch was pretty. Her dark chocolate coat glimmered in the sunlight, and her lone horn made her look like a unicorn.
Gabe, the big chatterbox he was, was busy describing in deep detail about the fight between all the horses to Nitrous.
“You’re kidding! I missed tha