There wasn't much left for her here, but memories. She realized now Soljor was gone from these islands, gone from her life forever. Their love story had been stolen a long time ago. That herd of roaming bachelor that ruined her life was the same group that created Cullen. The boy wasn't always cruel, but unfortunately, his most important growing years were spent with his mother a captive and his role models her captors.

Her own freak out had her full attention so she didn't notice how Ernesto tried to figure her out. Her shoulders fell and raised with every breath, but her chest rattled. Her panic was slowly engulfing her, but Ernesto's question gave her something to focus on. It took her a bit to be able to speak, but shaky words slipped past her colored lips. "It was more what happened to me." Memories of her time away from the island began to creep to the surface, but she wasn't ready.

She couldn't handle those memories! Forgetting those stallions was the main reason she reverted back to her adolescent years. The reality was she was no longer a young mare, but one quickly falling to age. She wasn't ready to open up to anyone especially not in the same moment she realized Soljor was gone. She missed her life with him. Blue eyes glance at Ernesto with a sad expression before she turns and runs off. Thankfully, shaky limbs still carried her successfully away without another fall. Augustine looks at his father, shrugs his little shoulders, then follows after his dam.