It had only snowed that one time during the winter and it did not stay for very long. A few months later though the cold winds started to turn warm again as spring time approached. All the dead green slowly became a more lively shade. The animals came back out and made all their noises again. Jean was no longer jealous of the communications for he has regained his ability to do talk as well.

Jean had found a bunch of rope in the abandoned buildings at the entrance of the forest and at the small town not too far on the other side from his pond. With the material he managed to tie branches together, and use it as a new door. It still was not the best. They had to pick it up and move it to get in and out, but it was as tall as the rest of their wall and no one could step over it.

Now with that project done, Jean was laying out a line with the heel of his foot for a second wall farther out. It would be about seventy to eighty meters away from the other wall and would take far longer to make. He and Marco had the time though and having another barrier between them and the rest of the world would be nice.

Not too far from Jean, Marco was picking up any large enough rocks and putting them in a pile for later use. The taller had said something about using them to reinforce the wall in a few places that were not as strong or sturdy as the rest. Jean was going to leave that part to the other for now. The two were silent, listening to the world around them as they worked. That was until they heard a sound neither had heard in quite a while. The sound of a horse, wait no... horses. There were several of them walking along the old stone road.

Marco did not sense of smell any humans, but the sound of horses made him doubt his senses. Jean on the other hand was curious and started towards the old path.

"Jean, wait." Marco grabbed him by the shoulder. "It could be dangerous."

"But... Marco..." He wanted to make sure everything was alright. Jean did not want his old comrades getting hurt like had. Even though he has been killing all titans he comes across, there are still more in this forest. That did not matter much though as the sound turned from hooves on stone, to hooves on dirt. The animals were coming towards them. It did not sound like running though. The danger can't be that bad right?

Soon the animals were in view. There were three that had saddles on, but the four other ones did not. The three of the ones without a saddle looked smaller to, well two much smaller than the other small one. Jean did not know if this was cute or sad. A family of horses living out here together was sweet, but they were scouting legion horses. The three with saddles once had scouts on their backs. What happened to them? Did they just get separated from their horses... or did a titan get the riders?

"Aw, ponies and mommy." Marco brought Jean out of his saddening thoughts. The two smaller one stayed close to one of the ones that had a saddle. One of the scout horses must be male while the other two female. Okay, Jean decided, this is a cute site; just because of the way it made Marco smile.

The small horse herd went right up to the wooden wall and started walking around it. "Jean, the pond."

Oh, they must be looking for water to drink. "I'm on it." Jean strolled the opposite around the wall so not to scare them. He opened the door and hid from their site. It did not take long for the group to go in the large opening, going to the water's edge. Marco and Jean watched them drink their fill and head back out. For a moment the smaller titan thought about closing the door, keeping the horses. He decided not to and let them keep living free. Humans live inside walls because they have to, the horses don't though. Titan's would not bother them. Jean was a bit sad as the herd left, but it was a good thing. Let these old members of the scouts live the freedom that the rest still dream about.

Jean closed the door back up, and then turned to Marco. "I... still want to fight."

"Who do you want to fight Jean?" Marco looked worried and confused.

Jean clenched his giant hands with a glare in his eyes. "It's not who I want to fight... It's who I want to fight for."

Marco nodded in understanding. "We can fight for them..., but..."

"I know... they won't fight for us in return. That is fine. We just got to do our best... starting with our home. In a few years, the entire east side of Wall Maria will only have two titans' left in it."

"Right. Just the two of us." Marco gently held on to Jean's fist. The smaller relaxed his hand to hold Marco's even bigger one.