Skylar had not meant to stay. She had only meant for a short visit to allow the girls to see their birth place before leaving. But just like had happened in the Peak the seasons had changed before she had known it. The girls seemed to be enjoying it here in the Forest and the painted mother had thought several times of leaving them in their father's care. But the sickness that laid inside her weaker daughter kept Skylar ties to this place, at least until she knew Meradith would be okay.


So upon this snow filled day Skylar walked alone upon a well worn trail. Light powdery flakes coated her back and the top of her neck and outlined her ears. it had brought on a sense of home sickness but Skylar had simply pushed it away knowing the Peak was not leaving and that she should have her children's interest at heart. But no matter where she went she always longed for her real home.


The sight of another equine brought Skylar out of her thoughts and she gave a light nicker towards the pregnant mare. Her face looked young, much like Accalia's would should her first born still be around. "Hello." she said as she walked up to the other mare and offered her nose in greeting. "My name is Skylar" Maybe she could make a new friend.