Swiftly she leaves the oasis that had been her childhood home. Peeling away from its sandy beaches as Kylin vanishes from sight. There was no purpose to her being there anymore. The one who had promised to cherish her, breaks her heart as he takes to the skies. The gold and cream stallion is nothing more than another memory now. As is the island when her hooves plant along solid ground. The forest was quite strange to her. Only having known tropical climates and vegetation, she wonders what she might come across...
Evening has come quickly and soon creatures begin to stir. Their glowing eyes peer from behind bushes as they watch her walk cautiously in an undetermined direction. Her navigation skills are poor and the only thing she does known is she is alone and scared. The emotions trigger her armor powers to gather nearby foliage. Forming weaved guards of leaf and vine to aid her.
A howl pierces the stagnant air,sending her reeling backwards and into a giant tree. Her rear presses into the rough bark as her lavender eyes look wildly about front legs splayed. Attempts to even her breathing and slow her heart rate were going poorly. Eyes close tightly to focus, there is no place like home, there is no place like home...
This is an attempted escape from Ischia thread as well...