Yup, I'd guessed!)
Fallen nodded. "Yup. And winter means blankets. I hate blankets, but at least they keep one warm." he said, nickering.
Allie began a gentle examination of the mare after scratching her withers a moment. her hands, ever gentle, moved over the mare's legs, back, neck and pelvis, and she made mental notes of each scar or injury she found.



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