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Anticipatedly, Winter sprinted faster than the other royal horses.
It's Genesis's advantage.
Winter marches into the woods as the sunlight can no longer penetrate the land due to the thick forest trees guarding the place.
"Winter, we need to find my country's flag. Hiya!" Genesis thoughtfully commands Winter as she holds on to him tight to which Winter's contentment.
As they travel further into the forests, there were no trace or sound of horses following them. The noise Genesis could apprehend is from the leaves that are crushed by Winter's hoof.
"Where are they?" She starts to get worried as she gets no clue where the other Ladies head with their horses.
Genesis pulls the reins to make use of the halter, which causes Winter to stop marching further into the woods as he whinnies.
Lady Genes
