For a while our spotted maiden had been uncertain with searching for her daughter with a stranger, but Magnus proved to be a gentleman. He was sweet, and had been the one to suggest that they search. All she wanted to find out was if her daughter was alive and well. Once her worries were put to rest then maybe she could finally settle down; perhaps with Magnus himself. He was a handsome thing.

So their little adventure began, though at first he showed her the bay, his home. Carisa hadn't been there, but Indy had poked around just in case seeing that would be a more comfortable choice for the girl, with her draft heritage, to live. They moved on to another island, which is where we find Indy standing alone on the shores. So this was Atlantis, she ponders, looking over the tall palms further up the shoreline. A tropical island, so unlike the cold climate of Tinuvel, and the neutral climate of Luthien. She itched to explore, but the many scents of other horses stopped her. She didn't want to intrude, so she decided to simply pace the beach till her companion showed.

While she wore a path in the sand she wonders if her daughter could be hidden away in this paradise. It was cool, while also warm. Not to unbearable.