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It could have happened to anyone. Ezekiel was simply to bear the brunt of the misfortune, as it seemed, for he did not recognize the danger until it was too late. The path was one he took often, and one that Viggo knew, so he had slipped into his own mind and allowed the stallion to move without guidance. This was why when the horse let out a scream and reared, Ezekiel lost his balance. He ungracefully jolted out of his thoughts and scrambled to grip the panicked horse’s mane, frantically calling to him. It was too little avail. Viggo was in pain, and he was frightened—nothing had ever hurt him in the way that this unseen assailant had. Ezekiel managed to dismount and jump away from the horse as he continued to turn wildly.
Blood flew up and hit the coyote in the face. He started, and saw with horror that Viggo was gushing blood from his front feet. Terror filled him. Again, he called to the horse, and only then did the stallion begin to settle. Sweat covered his body, and dark eyes rolled wildly, the whites visible and bloodshot. The stallion’s nostrils flared, and he whinnied in a high, panicky tone. Ezekiel did not blame him. A frantic howl was sent up demanding Enkiel’s presence and need for medical attention.
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