“I’d love to explore,” she says, turning to press her nose to his shoulder. Although she does wonder how old Legion really is, if exploring is enough to send him to sleep. It didn’t matter, Rosaline dismisses the thought and instead chooses to concentrate on how admirable Blackmore’s love for his brother is. When there is a strong bond between siblings it can often be unbreakable, and just the thought of Blackmore and Legion make’s Rosaline miss her own siblings.

She wonders if Asra thinks of her, or if any other Array children still wandered the islands. She wondered if she would ever meet them, or if she would recognise them if she did.

She could go around and ask every paint horse she saw if they were related to Array. If they were island born then it would be very likely...no. There are probably lots of other paint horses, and have been more since she had last been here.

“I’ll stay here for as long as you have my company, Blackmore,” she says with a laugh, “I must warn you though, I am prone to wandering. It was how I first came across the Shore.”

rosaline; of array and everett
a child of tinuvel