Nikephoros
"It is okay, Cherryfruit!" he said over the salty breeze as his hooves became soft in the sand and left deep tracks in their wake. As they approached the shoreline, he curved gently to the left, and began to run up the beach where the water splashed on his hooves with each thundering step. Run away from the pain. Run it off like a wound. It was just the past, the future was important.
"I am okay! I am strong and not afraid! Mama Parnel is here. I do not know her yet! She writes to me on the icepicture like you!" Nikephoros explained over the sounds of the ocean and wind as he made almost into a full gallop, unhindered by the sand as it melted under his strong steps. "Where do you stay? You are safe inside?"