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After a long, silent walk, Sensiquill and the Mare were finally rounding Foal Mountain. As the gruesome wreckage came into view, the painful thoughts began to return to the stallion. A grim expression overtook his face and the only reason he didn't cry was the mare. It was peculiar how she acted so upset earlier, yet now she seemed more focused than anything. The wreck was clearly visible now.
"So where is everyone?" The stallion asked with a slightly skeptical tone. "Any idea where they could've taken your family?"