Spring was in the air however the Peak continued to have a chill to it. She didn’t mind though as her coat had grown accustomed to it. She flicked her ears forward as she listed to her friend speak. True, time would heal her, at least it would her physical wounds. Her emotional wounds would scar over eventually and perhaps she will be able to get past this when she seeks out her revenge against the stallion. She nodded in agreement but said nothing in response.

As the days have gone by, she noticed the subtle changes occurring within her body. What she had feared the most was coming true. In a few weeks she would have a new foal by her side. One that she didn’t want. She had already began to hate it and it hasn’t even been born yet. Her stomach had grown more round and felt much tighter. She was tired but she couldn’t figure out if she was tired because of the stress she had went through or if she was just growing tired with the pregnancy.

As her friend spoke of a stream a bit of life came back in her eyes. She loved water…perhaps a bit too much. “The stream would be nice, lead the way.” As her friend moved off she noticed she had seemed to be lost in her own thoughts. Alibi was curious. She limped a long, following close behind as they moved towards the stream. “Is something wrong? You look like you are lost in a thought?” She looked at her curiously.