Vesti was hanging out in the smaller oasis. Things had been rough these last few days. She could feel the tension and decided to take a leave. Her trip to the Dunes had been uneventful. While she’d met a stallion there, it wasn’t anything impressive. She’d made her excuses and returned home. But not to the main Oasis. She’d needed time to think.

El Aran was concerned about an attack. But their neighbors had been pretty boring if nothing else. Vesti hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to Orhan either.

Ok, you’re still on this foal idea aren’t you? The Voice commented. I preferred it when you were trying to figure out El Aran’s brand of crazy. Vesti flicked her ears back, pacing the edge of the pool that took up most of the space. You really want to go through all that again? Remember how miserable it was? Remember Kel? Sure, Grai seemed to have turned out fine, but there’s always a chance…

“It was the last thing Badr did to me,” Vesti retorted. “That damned demon. I always knew it too. Cursed his own spawn just to prevent me from having another happy child.” She snorted. “Well he isn’t winning there.”

Harsh a bit. Do we really think he’s a demon?

“What else would he be?” Vesti muttered. “He fooled me before with that horse flesh…” Her ears twisted back, thinking she heard something over the winds. She twisted her neck to spot a black form coming her way.

Let’s hope you didn’t say anything that couldn’t be taken as completely crazy, the Voice said. Wouldn’t want anything to happen…

Vesti let out a greeting call towards El Aran. If El Aran was away from the main Oasis, it had to be important. Had something happened?

Vesti