:: Mare : 15 : Mixed : Champagne : 14.2hh : The Bay : Ref ::

She follows the trail she believes Zjeena to be walking and eventually, it pays off. She stops in her tracks as the mare appears in front of her. She could feel the excitement in her voice as she squeals and trots closer. Sabela instantly grows a bright smile on her lips. She was happy to have found her, and only her, in this foreign land. She has been to the Ridge once, but that was years ago and filled with bad memories of her mother's death. Back then Warsaw kept her hostage and she was unhappy. Liliand had brought her happiness back after Zev went away. Liland was her guiding light, but when he lost his way so did she.

Sabela reaches out her muzzle to touch her friend's lightly. It was amazing to see someone so happy to see her. She was equally as happy to see her former lead mare. Her champagne-colored head dips down for her sake because to Sabela, she would always be a higher rank. If she could, she would tell everything she was feeling to Zjeena. Unfortunately, she would have to stick to using body language to get her feelings out. Her joy-filled eyes take a turn to concern. Her lower lip quivers a little and her ears slant backward.

She lips mouth her name followed closely by pawing at the ground below. She tries to give Zjeena the impression she was upset, hurt, and confused. She stares at her Fjord friend with eyes full of emotion and questions. 'Why?', she mouths.