No one remembered her or knew that she was still here. It was okay though because she still had her friends. The birds, the squirrels, the rabbits, the deer…they all were her friends. For some reason she has always connected with the gentle creatures of nature versus her own kind. She thinks maybe it was the loss of her family that caused this to happen, but she soon realizes that these creatures are her family. Alongside the horses the kept this place safe who don’t know she was still hiding among them. She was their secret sister.

She knew a bad storm was coming before it started. The animals all warned her before going into hiding. Problem was there was not many places she could hide. She couldn’t hop into a hole in the ground or fly somewhere safe. She makes her way to the beach to see if she could escape by the sea. The waters were already too choppy to go for a swim so it seems she was stuck on this island. Matoaka sighs before turning back towards the jungle. The only plan she had left was to bunker down in the dense jungle under the large trees. The rain begins just as she makes it to a safer part of the Jungle. The large leaves shield her from getting wet, but she can still hear the roar of thunder overhead.

Some rustling of the nearby leaves startles her at first, but she giggles once she sees one of her bird friends. ”Hey now don’t scare me like that.” She grins at the creature who seems to smile back in its own way. Suddenly, the bird takes off. ”Where are you going?” She tries to ask it, but it was gone so quickly. Her ears flick at the sound of the strong wind outside so she peeks through some of the foliage to see the land lighting up with lightening. But she quickly pulls back in as she hears the bird squawking nearby. ”What are you yelling at-” ”Hello?” Another voice speaks up. She holds in her breath at first thinking maybe he wouldn’t find her, but the figure was too close.

He speaks again, this time introducing himself and why he was here. Matoaka nods nervously. ”Uh, no worries.” She smiles lightly and responds in her sweet voice. "You're not from here are you?" She didn't recognize the stallion and he didn't smell like the Ridge. Though he did smell of sea water mixed with rain, it was hard to tell.