Summer was back to the islands and most of the remaining snow had melted into the earth. The trees were becoming greener and the grass was steadily growing for the herd to sustain themselves. He wondered what his new herd members might think of the beauty Tinuvel had to offer under all the ice.

This was the perfect time for the herd to gather and meet one another. There was a lot to discuss along with some big announcements to make. Warsaw makes his way to the edge of the Inlet woods. Beyond the trees behind him was the Bay where Requiem now called his home. Tinuvel was finally united as one island. The King rears up and makes a loud scream, hopefully, loud enough for all of Tinuvel to hear. A smelly scent wrinkled his nose as his body lowered back to the ground.

The lurking dangers of other stallions that stunk up his Inlet was another reason for this gathering. He was sure someone saw something and could shed light as to where Celestria was. Warsaw has not seen his daughter since his return from battle with Liland. Suspicion was high that she was kidnapped, but there was some doubt. Celestria never was the type to go without a fight so if she went quietly there was a reason. He would make bets that most stallions woul,dn't be able to take her attitude for long. He still didn't know if she was stolen or if the lingering stink on his borders was just from spying eyes. He was smart enough to figure out there was more than one scent, his friend Rougaru's scent included in that theory.

Proudly, he stands straight and tall like a powerful King. Bruises marked his chest and shoulder, but they were like trophies to him. This was proof of his victory against the former Bay leader and proof that he was now a Monarch King.