Cloudy eyes stared towards the great mass of tumbling waters, seeing nothing but the faint shimmer of light as the sunlight bounced through them. Dark ears were cupped keenly towards the roar, for a moment simply marvelling in the sound of its power whilst occasionally giving a small shake of her head to rid herself of the mist of droplets gathering and rolling down her gilded coat. Thick dark mane clung damp and heavy to the arc of her neck despite her efforts to shift it as the spray sunk in until finally she resigned herself to her cold soaking. She could have withdrawn out of the falls range, yet felt no desire to. It was invigorating even if she could not see the beauty before her and dare not step even a single pace into the waters not knowing what lay beneath the turbulent surface.
Her approach had been slow and careful as she had slipped across the Peaks borders and left it’s shelter behind. A little time alone was needed to wrap her thoughts about the changes that had occurred. She knew the young mother and daughter who had been keeping her company would have left her side if she had requested it. But she needed to move. To think. A change of scenery. In their tales of the lands she had found herself upon the falls had been named as one of the safest she might venture to outside of the Peak. And so with the direction in mind the near blind mare had dared step forth with wary steps until the distant sounds of crashing waters finally broke the air to guide her near.
A child. A foal. She, Amica, was to be a mother. She, who had spent the past years watching her back, stepping carefully and listening to the winds. She, who had uttered so many words in an effort to refused the kindly stallions offer of a herd, a home. She had allowed this little life to form. One who would depend upon her when she could barely depend upon herself. Breaths filled her chest and fled once again in growing panicked gasps, a soft whinny slipping into the air to be thundered over by the falls. Dark limbs shifted anxiously as her raven tail lashed across her haunches. A fool. A fool she was. She could not do it. Thoughts drift to Pagan. Closing her eyes for a moment and recalling his gentle comforting tones. She yearned for the solidity his presence gave. But he was out of reach beyond the waves. Autumn was ticking by and his warning of the seas whispered through her mind. Dare she? It was one thing to say no for her. But for that little life...
