PERSEPHONE

It didn’t take long for Persephone’s call to get a response, which was to be expected from any respectable herd leader who was actually paying attention to their surroundings. She turned her dark eyes to the horizon, and watched as a large, white-splashed stallion approached. He looked young, but Persephone remained cautious in her judgements – he could well be a threat, that was what she was here to find out, after all.

Persephone bobbed her head in greeting as he drew closer, her body language calm and unthreatening. The stranger made no concerning moves towards her, which was a relief. Instead, he introduced himself. At least she might be able to have a civil conversation with this man rather than be chased from his home.

“It’s good to meet you, Cain. I am Persephone, leader of the Forest on Luthien,” she replied, her voice warm and polite. “I like to keep abreast of the current herds on the islands, so I thought I would come and introduce myself. It has been some time since I last visited Salem.”

She paused a moment, gauging Cain’s reaction.

“How have things been here? Have you had any trouble?”

all of your demons will wither away

mixed, bay varnish roan, 14.3hh