The black mare rushed frantically past the border of the Silver Cove, her eyes scraped of courage as she rushed inland with a call that rang for miles. She had already failed as a mother, her child was gone, her small and frail being, completely gone.
It had all happened so fast that she had no idea where Castaneis was, he couldn't have possibly wandered off by himself, or could he? the mare had no time to think now, she needed to look for him. With desperation in her eyes, the mare frantically searched the Silver Cove, she had told her small child to return to her homeland if anything was to ever happen, of course, she never expected to have to scour the land in search of him.
The mare began to breathe again as she regained her posture, she would never find him if she stayed in a panicked state, the coal-black mare exhaled and shut her eyes for a couple seconds, walking forward once she was calm again. "Castaneis?" Her call rang out, slamming against the trees as it echoed around the seemingly empty land. The mare exhaled once more, placing herself against the cold land, she was exhausted by now, having moved at full speed to reach the Silver Cove, her body was still adjusting from her pregnant state, the mare called out as a last resort, maybe someone could help her find her child.
She didn't think her child would have left her, even then why was she plainly assuming that he had left her; what if he was taken? Kidnapped, killed.
Castaneis had always stayed close to his mother, it was unusual for him to wander off, even if he had wandered off, what were his motives for doing so.
The black mare stood up with trembling legs, her petite figure slowly moving in the direction of water with a lack of speed. The scent was faint but at least it was there, unlike her child's scent, nowhere to be seen in fact.
As the mare came close to the water she comfortably slid down the side of the slope and allowed her hot body to slowly enter the large body of liquid, her muzzle almost instantly sinking into the water to drink as her body shivered from the cold entrance.
Once she was finished drinking she returned to the edge of the water, her body draped over the lush grass below, she was exhausted at this point, yet her motherly instinct still attempted to drive her forward. She needed to find her child.
— those who have courage and faith shall never perish in misery —