Falls

Carefully she sets her hooves into the fresh layer of snow that blankets the frozen earth. Puffs of steam float out from delicate pink nostrils, her ears rotate atop her crown with each step. A deep hope rumbles within in her chest, one that has not yet faded since the day that her filly had gone missing. She had paced to and fro until her curved neck was covered in a thick lather, her voice gone hoarse with all of the screaming. She raises her head, crystal blue eyes flicker across the clearing. A few horses mingle, she has no interest in socializing, she wants Zaida.

She pauses for a moment on the edge of the clearing, admiring the frozen falls. A trickle echoes off of the nearby trees, she closes her eyes as she tries to gather her thoughts. Life here on the Lost Islands, has not entirely went her way. It was a part of life, she supposed. Many that she has known are gone, just a distant memory. She sighs heavily, and opens her crystal blue eyes. She knows that these thoughts are futile, they would not find her missing child. She steps into the clearing, flinching as her hooves crunch the frozen grass. She hopes that she would not draw to much attention to herself.

Hooves carry her to the water's edge, halting she paws at the ice that thinly covers the pool. As the ice cracks, she drops her pink lips to the frigid waters, and drinks. She lifts her head, water dribbles back into the pool from her pink lips. Her gaze floats over the few horses in the clearing.