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Black Made the mare circle back around. His gaze locked on Jack, and then he wondered, he was the copy? Was he or Jack meant to be here, and was the other just a mistake? He twisted his jaw, golden eyes burning into Jack. "Come on. These guys are no help." As they set off, he heard Storm's question. "Black." He answered. "Black Frost."