Skylar was alone once more though solitude did not bother the young mare. She had made several long days in her life in a world of mystery and unknown but this was not unknown. The strong perfume of women clouded the crisp mountain air, giving the painted girl the courage to relax despite no one else around. The Peak was quiet just as it had been quiet the previous time she had been here making her wonder how it was that they kept stallions at bay.


Giving a yawn, the blue roan’s golden eyes began to fall closed. With nothing to worry over exhaustion she had not even realized she had swept over her body. A nap was in order which brought a smile to cross her ebony lips. Never before had she ever napped since she had always been busy with something. Was she getting old? She could already see her father’s disapproval despite his lack in standing before her. How was it that she could miss that dark brute?


Thinking of him also brought to mind Mouse. She had still not seen the other mare despite seeing Osprey. Where was she hiding at? Opening her eyes slightly she passed a glance around. Still there was no one in sight, no one to keep her company. Parting her lips in a call, Skylar listened to it echo against the towering mountains that surrounded her. Hopefully someone would answer as Skylar needed something to distract her from having that ridiculous nap.