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cynebald

It was odd, his return to the North. He had been gone so long, ever since he had been a two year old. Three years, that was how long he had been down south. It had been a long time, but with his adventuring over, Cynebald was ready to settle down. And then it had just become a matter of where. It hadn't been too hard for the tobiano stallion to choose, however. The North ran in his blood, it was his life. His journies had only proven that more than he had known.

Cynebald had seen much and met many other horses over the three years he had been away from the Northern lands. Yet, none had called to him like his birth region, which was why he was returning.

He stood, head high, at the edge of the plains, gathering his courage, then broke into a trot. His trot soon turned into a steady, ground covering canter as he made his way through the Arcarian Range. He was moving at a decent clip, not bothering to try and hide his existance in the area.

Soon, the grass turned to snow under his hooves and his heart lept with joy. This was what Cyneblad was made for. This was his home. The dunskin came to a halt, tossing his head in the cold air. Yes, this was home.