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The horse's hooves thunder across the land, making up for lost time. Summoned, like the two before her, Intrepid pays heed only to the demands laid upon her by the mystical mistress that summoned her to Destiny this day.
Now, She urges additional speed; Intrepid obeys, with haste! She has her dams sense for danger and her father's speed; and she sees the herd of humans along the edge of the woods before even the woman upon her back has time to notice them. This deep into their travels, she knows not where the energy comes from; but as Destiny calls and Fate Demands, Intrepid delivers.
Ever has it been between the Mages of Man and the Manes of Equinessence; so it shall be today.
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Later, much later, though time is of no consequence when Fate calls, Intrepid slows to a canter, then a prim walk as they approach the scents of men and their stables. The edges of the spell upon her catch at her tail and she knows her time of oats and hay will soon arrive. The Mistress coos in her nonsensical human tongue, but it is soothing, none the less.
"That's it, Lollipop, we are sure to catch up soon. And you have been the sweetest thing. Such a sweet pony, yes you are!"