"There was no long goodbye, for Tyr's heart could not bare it. She simply wrapped her arms around Alaria's neck and whispered a humble sorry in her ear.

They separated at the crossroads, her father looping Alaria's reigns around his hand, and hiding both horse and fald beyond the horizon.

Tyr and Alaria had never been apart, not in sixteen years. And the grand creature cawed and fought against it with all the might she dare use, which for a timid creature such as her, was very little. Alaria's cries echoed over the fields and hills, long after Tyr had lost sight of them"...
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