07-28-2016, 04:57 PM
The Deserts had flooded and she had barely slipped passed the boundaries before the water took over. There was nothing left, even the giant tree in the middle of the Deserts was overrun with water. Yael was gone. Vanquish was gone. And so was Qatar and Alek. They were all gone and she was left alone...Again.
Not that she necessarily minded, but she had been getting comfortable in the Deserts and enjoying it rather well. Until the magic and the flood and the Raid. She sighs softly, her hooves taking her farther away from the flooding of her home and she wonders what she should do now.
She stops paying attention to where she is walking. She follows some trail subconsciously, as her mind wanders. Well, she could go to the Meadow and see who was around. Or she could go to the Jungle. The sisters there would probably welcome her and it was warm. Her thin coat couldn't handle the cold winter that was biting the rest of the land south of her now. It got cold at night in the Deserts, but never quite snow cold.
Another sigh.
It's not till the fresh scents of other horses catches her nose that she blinks and realizes she has no idea where she had wandered too. A look around sets her in the badlands, okay, she knows where she is...kind of. Another look and she takes in the orange flowers that seem to lead into a trail of some sort back further into the lands. Curious, she follows them, noticing as they grow thicker and thicker...as well as the scent of a stallion and two mares.
She ignores that part, always being a curious girl, continues deep into his herdland before she finds the little cul-de-sac that hides a beautiful oasis. A gasp escapes her lips. "How beautiful!" And then..."Oh hell." As she realizes that she has trespassed deep into Mandan's herd land.
Not that she necessarily minded, but she had been getting comfortable in the Deserts and enjoying it rather well. Until the magic and the flood and the Raid. She sighs softly, her hooves taking her farther away from the flooding of her home and she wonders what she should do now.
She stops paying attention to where she is walking. She follows some trail subconsciously, as her mind wanders. Well, she could go to the Meadow and see who was around. Or she could go to the Jungle. The sisters there would probably welcome her and it was warm. Her thin coat couldn't handle the cold winter that was biting the rest of the land south of her now. It got cold at night in the Deserts, but never quite snow cold.
Another sigh.
It's not till the fresh scents of other horses catches her nose that she blinks and realizes she has no idea where she had wandered too. A look around sets her in the badlands, okay, she knows where she is...kind of. Another look and she takes in the orange flowers that seem to lead into a trail of some sort back further into the lands. Curious, she follows them, noticing as they grow thicker and thicker...as well as the scent of a stallion and two mares.
She ignores that part, always being a curious girl, continues deep into his herdland before she finds the little cul-de-sac that hides a beautiful oasis. A gasp escapes her lips. "How beautiful!" And then..."Oh hell." As she realizes that she has trespassed deep into Mandan's herd land.