Not many would understand the gift that Impa was giving her by allowing Lyden into this mountain. In all the seasons that the painted mare had been drifting across this Peak she had never seen a testosterone driven equine step hoof in this territory. For a moment the mare closed her eyes as a smile curved her ebony lips and Skylar couldn’t help but feel relieved. Perhaps she could place her own desires first then if she were also allowed her stallion as Impa had said.


But as Skylar opened her eyes and looked at Impa she knew that what she hoped for and what could be were two totally different things. Lyden did not allow her to travel here; she had simply left. It was the Vulcan way of thinking that she could do as she pleased without the permission of a stallion needed. Perhaps it had been wrong but at the time she had not even shown to be in foal and had thought it safe to make the trip. If only life hadn’t changed so drastically since then.


“I think he has placed some of the pieces but no, I have not told him my love of the Peak.” Skylar replied with a heavy sigh. “For a long time he did not even know that was where I was from.” She added before casting her golden gaze off towards the farthest Island. “I’m sure there will be much to talk about between the two of us when I tell him the gift you have bestowed upon us.” With that Skylar returned her eyes back to Impa. “I don’t believe many will understand what you have given me but I fully do Impa and I am very grateful and I feel that I am in your debt.”