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I've been practicing more with backgrounds as you can see lol
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Rockhoof hummed softly. The wind is brushing the grass. He watched as the birds flew above, their faint chirps peaceful. He looked down at his sleeping boys, his heart filled with sadness.
How could he let this happen? His babies. He attempted to say something, anything. It was almost as if his voice had been stolen. He leaned his head down and gently nuzzled each of their heads.
I promise I'll be there forever..
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Rockhoof had a hard time dealing with the injuries of his kids. The Process was long and taxing. There was one place, a place the boys loved. Rockhoof took them there every day letting them bask in the sun.
He tried not to let his sons see how badly it hurt him, to see them in pain. When they would fall asleep rockhoof could finally break down.
Rockhoof still held out some hope that Diomedes could change. That maybe he could be better for his sons. He trusted Diomedes to take care of his boys on that trip. For them to come back safe. Yet there didn’t.
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