PERSEPHONE

Winter had arrived for the first time since Persephone’s arrival on Luthien. The ground was hard, and frosty beneath the shadows of the trees, out of the sun’s glare. Her breath fogged faintly in front of her as she wandered towards the borders of her home.

The withered trees interspersed with the evergreens were a testament to the season which sucked the life from the world around it, and yet finally the Forest had life within it. Aurora, Bob and Talya all lived here with her now, and she felt her herd grow stronger with each passing day, as well as her confidence as a leader.

She did not sit on an empty throne any longer.

As if answering her wandering thoughts, a call came from nearby. Persephone paused, her head snapping up and her ears flicking towards the direction from which it came. The voice sounded familiar, but it had been quite some time and so Persephone did not allow her thoughts to get ahead of her until she reached the edge of the Forest, where the trees began to thin and lead down to the shore.

And yet, sure enough, there she was.

Persephone let out a small nicker to alert her visitor to her presence as she approached.

“Silvanus,” she greeted simply, a smile curling around her lips. “You found the Forest, then.”

all of your demons will wither away

mixed, bay varnish roan, 14.3hh