Sonorae kept to the familiar shadows of Paradise as face after face after face laid claim to the home she had once known as her own. She watched as the faces she had grown to recognize departed one by one like the over-wintering birds once spring came; just like she had been on the beach of the Commons, Sonorae was left behind. Even the Queen, the last remaining bit of leadership that Rae could have looked to, disappeared into the ocean's waves without even sparing a glance for the quiet flea-bitten mare.

She supposed she could have been bitter, but she felt too numb to react.

Without Rougaru, she felt adrift. Too terrified to brave the mainland and risk encountering him again, and too nervous to risk approaching the second or third claimants that had come to call Paradise their own. In truth, she might have continued trying to hide in the verdant depths of the jungle alongside sweet little Wulfric if it were not for the scent of something heart-breakingly familiar on the wind.

Anxiously, the little mare raced along the trail she'd found. She didn't know Annubis well, but if anyone would know where Rougaru had gone and if he planned to return, it would be his eldest son, the one that had been meant to inherit the jungle territory Rae had come to love. Unusually bold, she did not stop to consider the risks of racing pell-mell after the once familiar heir, and as such, made a rather obvious entrance into their terse stand-off with an abrupt halt that left canopy debris fluttering back to the ground in her wake.

Her heart ached to hear whatever news Annubis could share, but she didn't want to risk the ire of the stranger that had claimed her home, and could feel the tension rippling in the air. And so, apart from a soft squeak that was made of equal parts fear and eagerness, she made no other sound, only fixed the strange stallion with a gaze that was wide and glassy-eyed with anxiety and waited for them to figure it out.