She had unfortunately lost sight of Alill in the current the water. It had appeared to become rougher they got closer to the island and thankfully they had been close enough that she had not lost sight of his scent. Trouble would most likely start if she ended up in the wrong land and Audrina did not enjoy getting herself stuck with an unknown stallion. Once reaching the shoreline, she shook the excess water from her pelt and lifted her legs high to help rid her body of the seaweed sticking to her. There was an abundant of this nuisance plant on the shoreline much to her dismay. She shook her head in disgust, but decided to continue down the shore line, scoping the land out before treading further in.

Its name did not fall short; her new home was beautiful, besides the seaweed of course. The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a shadow on the tree-line, hiding many wonders she was sure. Her lips were curled in a soft smile as she remembered the conversation between her and Alill. He never once stated that he would claim her as his own and could even stay under the false identity that she was his to help with the brutes of the island. Everything was working out perfectly in her favor. Whether she was to in fact stay rooted here, she was unsure. However, she would let him play around with the idea that she will stay for him.

He was good company after all, and far from a threat of her freedom. That of course would not stop her from exploring a few options, but for now she would stay. After all, she could only catch a scent of one or two other mares here as her nostrils flared, much to her own delight. However, her senses were overcome by the scent of a stallion, and it was not Alill. Confused and curious, she followed the scent down the shoreline until she came across a painted man casually walking in the shadows of the trees. Smirking, Audrina quickened her pace towards, her head held high with confidence. She nickered in greeting, hoping to stop the male in place, and slowed once she was a couple yards from him. Walking a few steps closer, she nodded her head at him.

“Alill did not seem to mention to me that another man resided here,” she began, her chocolate eyes gazing at him curiously. “Audrina, and you are?” A sweet smile played on her lips. Perhaps this place would be more fun than she originally thought.

female. saddlebred. chestnut tobiano. 15.3 hh. four.