a wraith with an angel's body

A demon with a smile of gold

If it wasn't one thing, it was another.

It felt like the world was punishing her hate for the youth. She didn't catch the scent of the stallions until they were too close. She spotted a flash of ebony, but just as she tried to follow the figure another jumped out from behind. She didn't have to turn to meet the stranger because he quickly drove to her front snapping and pushed her along. This stallion was a deep red color almost like the description she had of the Prairie King. She wondered if this was the same stallion.

"I will follow you, but not because I am afraid for anyone's safety." She chuckles at the idea. Warsaw was not easily swayed into submission and the rest of the herd she could care less about. There was little for her here, but serving her devotion to her father. If she left Tinuvel there was a chance she might run into her twin sister or even her mother who was probably now in the elderly range.

She reached the water's edge and took the first few steps into the unforgiving sea. These waves could take her anywhere, even to the dark depths to swallow her whole. She didn't doubt that she would make the swim with two strong stallions escorting her. One glance was left inland where she saw no one roaming the Inlet shore. Maybe no one would know she was gone. She dashed into the water and began the swim as a captive.