Caelestra wanders around the outskirts of Silver Cove, bowled over the frontier of cold waves that crashed into the dark stone formations below, churning away at the stone in a slow manner, creating a grand landscape that attracted the naked eye.
The coal-like mare gently hobbles down toward the shore, her hooves smoothly scraping the surface of rock and dark sand as she inhales deeply, the smoky and salty air filling her lungs. The mare smiles pleasingly as she begins to trot, her breathing now relaxed as she enjoys the summer air.
She halts close to the water's edge, observing the sun as it now came crashing down toward the water, perhaps a slight exaggeration of a daily occurrence she loved to observe.
The scene was set quite perfectly now, a glaring orange mass hovering above a dim ocean, surrounded by dark earth and sand, her eyes perpetually stuck looking outward toward the edge of the world.
Moving to the Cove was most likely the best decision she could have made, staying in Loess would have only caused complications.
Although the mare could not lose all worry, she remembers Castile stating that she was bound to Loess and that she would not be allowed to leave, of course, maybe he had only said it to install fear into her, or perhaps force her to make a stupid decision.
It did not matter now anyway, she was here to stay and make herself as useful as possible to whoever needed her.
For now, the mare could relax rather than worry about Loess constantly, she could bathe in the summer sunlight and enjoy the smooth salty breeze that surrounded the Cove.
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