”I’ll go in your place.” Windfola pleads with her sister who shakes her head, ”It is me he wants. I doubt that would work Wind. Besides, you deserve to be free. Patch things up with Romaro and be happy.” Vana speaks to her sister with tear-filled eyes. Windfola stomps her hoof. ”I could care less about my happiness sister! You are the one who deserves it.” Vana shakes her head again before pressing close to her sister in an embrace. For now, nothing could be done, but Windfola was determined her sister would be back on Salem where she belonged.

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The petite cream mare makes the swim to the Lagoon with the large black in tow. She did not dare to dwell on the feelings mixed up inside her belly as she swims. Thinking such things would cause a breakdown right in the middle of the ocean. She needed to make it to the Lagoon safely not just for her sake. The growing foal inside her belly would need its mother. It would need its proper father too.

Vana reaches the main island where she is escorted back to the Lagoon. Though it has been months she felt like she had just escaped this place. A sorrowful sigh leaves her lips as she slowly walks into the stallion filled land. There was a few more scents than the last time, but one still lingers. Would her son miss her? Would he even care that she had returned? ”What do you want from me?” She asks the very large stallion as she glances up to him. If she was being honest this stallion scares her. Not only did he tower over her, but his body was over twice the thickness. Not to mention his eyes…

She stops to plead the stallion to allow her to rest. The swim had been long and she was about ready to fall over from the exhaustion. ”Please I cannot go much further.”