[open] What once was; Any

[Sahm+Newton]

The field, it used to be a place where homeless horses went and others went to recruit. Now it seemed just like any other place. All horses were homeless. No one had found a home yet. Everyone belonged in the field. Last time Newton and Sahm had gone to the field it was to recruit. Newton had been reluctant to leave the Tundra whereas Sahm felt indebted to help his new home. It seemed silly to Newton that he was so afraid to leave his home. He had now been displaced for several weeks. The short journey to the field felt like nothing compared to the adventure he was currently on. Sahm was his partner then and he was still his partner. That was one piece of the puzzle Newton was happy had not changed. Sahm and Newton had been to the meadow and the forest searching for Tundrans and horses in need of help. They had not gone to the field, and it seemed appropriate to mark that corner of the map off their list. For once the Field felt more empty then the meadow. There did not appear to be multitudes of horses engaged in life changing conversations. It felt desolate compared to their last visit. There were no homes to be offered. There was no hope to be given. The field simply laid as a memorial of what used to be. The bay stallion trotted to the central part of the field and bent down to munch on some newly sprouted grass. Sahm did the same except he settled next to Newton with his ears alert for any approach. sahm and newton the magician and the ice shifter