Coldheart, her curly mane bouncing around her shoulders, trotted toward the table. Though the mare looked like she was in need of a nap, she nonetheless had a great big smile on her face as she trotted over and nuzzled Titus’s side. Titus immediately spun around, grinning as he bent down and wrapped his arms around the little mare. Coldheart let out a happy hum, returning the hug.