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“Dook”

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Miles snorted before reaching up, grinning as he (gently) snagged the unicorn-turned-human’s nose between his fingers. It was just a light little tweak, but he coupled it with his own: “Dook.”

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The gesture was gentle enough that Miles scarcely noticed it at first. He had been engrossed in his task of trying to take care of the injured gelding, and had been doing his best to tend to his wound while keeping him calm. Horses, for all their Might and Majesty, were painfully frail creatures, and it took so little to take them down. Injuries weren’t fatal, but they could be in panic wasn’t minimized.

“Shh, shh...” A few calming words as he gently brushed his hand along the gelding’s flank. The horse huffed before relaxing, and Miles took the moment to pull another stitch through his flesh. It was the last one that would be needed, and a few swaps of a wet cloth to clean the wound should make sure it was cleaned as well.

He must have been sweating from the effort, and some of his bangs had started to stick to his forehead. Miles hadn’t really noticed how much it had been affecting his vision until it was moved aside, and his blinked before glancing over at Lily. A twitchy smile -- a grateful one, though his current strain made it hard for that to be seen.

“Hey-- thanks--”