It was quiet, but wasn't it always? Peering through the dark Feray could only spy the bodies of her mother and then Koray further along the oasis; another scent lingered in the air but the other mare that the pale girl had been seeing was nowhere to be found. Not that Feray really cared, the desert was her home with her family and if no one liked it then they could leave. Reaching over she gently touches her slumbering mother's shoulder, the appy mare peacefully sleeping for once ever since Orhan leaving, before leaving the shelter of the rocky outcrop they stood under. Her legs carry her away from the oasis, following a path blanketed in moonshine.

Her pace is slow, hooves sinking into the cool sands with each step she takes. Feray looks upwards as she journeys, mismatched eyes catching sight of the moon and then the stars that gave the darkness light. She falters when her gaze falls on a clustered group of stars, pointed out to her many times during her travels on the mainland. She stops, resting upon a cresting point of the desert that overlooked the vastness of her home, and in the distance the dunes that rested beside them. Feray's gaze was still in the stars.

On their journey to find Koray, she and Carisa had stumbled upon a few other horses, one of which who told Feray many stories about the creatures in the sky formed by stars. 'When you're lost, just look to the stars', the old mare had told her and Feray had listened. It was how they had gotten home. "Leo, the lion," Feray softly says whilst looking up, a blue white dot sparkled in her eyes as they followed it and connected the surrounding stars to see the image it created in her mind.