Sand...blessed sand, its comforting warmth offering relief to A'idah's shivering body, her muscles screamed with exhaustion. The ocean had wrapped its frigid grasp around her body, tossing her to and fro; she had struggled with every ounce of strength she could muster. Stupid...it wasn't exactly her smartest plan, barreling into the ocean just to get herself lost. Lifting her petite head off of the sand, she tries to see through now blurry caramel eyes. Searching for any clue of where she had landed, the terrain before her was desolate...sandy, just how she liked it. This desert-bred beauty craved the sand...the desert, it brought comfort to her soul. This was her first bit of luck of the day, landing on a land that looked almost like home.

Mustering up little strength she had, A'idah lifts her chestnut body from the sand; she knew that laying in one spot would certainly mean her death. Her delicate nostrils flare, drinking in the wind, savoring the heat that it brought. Venturing a few steps from the ocean, she swivels her skull back towards the ocean, its gray hue threatening. A'idah would not try to swim that again without knowing where she was heading. Lifting her refined head higher she returns her attention to the sand that stretched out in any direction; she was unsure of where she should head, figuring forward would be the best, she picks up a light-footed trot. Hooves dig deeper into the sand with each stride, throwing it behind her, each stride grows in length, until she breaks into a ground eating lope.

A'dah hadn't travled far when the musk of stallion, stops her dead in her tracks, anxiety begins to rise from within her chest. Pinning her ears against her blonde mane, she prepares for the worst; trespassing could be a high offense...no matter who was trespassing. A'idah quickly flips through her options... she could try to make a break back to the ocean, taking her chances with the choppy waves or wait... Neither option seemed to be weighed in her favor.