Thank you for bringing me home. My heart will sing a song of friendship when I think of you, Hunter--for always into the horizon.He gestured toward the stallion. You will take him. He is strong and swift. He will carry you back to Comanche land, eh?Oh, no! I couldn’t. He’s yours!He walks a new way now. You are his good friend.Tears sprang to her eyes. I will never return to Comancheria, Hunter. Please, keep your horse.You keep. He is my gift to you, Blue Eyes.