He knew he wouldn't have to wait long before he heard from Bozena and it was confirmation enough in the sound of hoof beats he soon heard coming toward him. Lifting his head with a smile, the stallion gave a welcoming nicker as she got closer, his eyes brighter to see a friendly face and his ears pricked. For a moment, he studied her intelligent features and thought he saw shadows there, like she had a lot on her mind. His face sobered but only for a minute, concern flickering in his brown gaze before he shook his mane out and gave another smile, wanting her to know he was indeed glad to see her.

As she stretched her head toward him, he extended his own to meet her, exchanging breaths before he nodded his head in response to her question. "It's good to see you as well, Bozena. Well, enough, I suppose." He scowled as he looked off into the distance, still imagining he could see Rhadra or Izzy, but of course, they were long gone. Heaving a sigh, he turned back to her. "It seems I am without purpose for the first time since coming to the islands. I found my friend, Shenzi. She was alive and well on Salem, happy with her new herd and her lead stallion. I returned to Rhadra and Izzy, only to have to say good bye. They are gone, Bozena. And I am lost. Where do I go from here? What do I do with the rest of my life?" He hated how helpless he knew he sounded, how pitiful.

His ears flicked back as he searched her features for a moment. Then he looked down at his own hooves, letting out a breath as he shook his head. "I'm sorry. I know my problems are not your concern. The Peak is a place for mares. I get that and I respect it. I trust your judgement, Bozena. Is there somewhere you could point me, something I could do to help you out?"