Night time. The stars bright the moon glowing. Everything should have been good. Everything should have made him happy. Happiness... What could he define it as.... long lost... He snorted...yes thats how he would describe it.
With a nod to himself Echo turned. His heart sad but to anyone else he came off as a happy horse. His ears flicked back. There was that word again. Maybe he should search her out and demand his other son...she left him... thats not what made him hurt... the loss of his second son weighed on him... how could it not... With a grunt he stared back toward the tents.
With heavy feet he started back. Movement. He looked over... a rabbit. He trotted over,curious. He smiled at the brown rabbit with large ears. They made him smile...the one thing that he could call his own was his passion for rabbits.
