:: Mare : 12 : Mixed : Champagne : 14.2hh : The Desert ::

She was surprised the mare was following. It was a big test to the grey's faith and it was one she would never forget. She knew Liland was a good stallion that could provide this mare with a loving home as well as protection. Anything more would be a bonus.

Sabela was constantly looking back to see if the mare was still following. She was, at a distance. She led on until she reached the shore of Salem. The thick and provided the footing she needed to bring herself out of the heavy water. Her shoulders raised and fell with every breath as she continues to push onward. She walks a little further from the bank but stops not far from where the mare now meets the shore. She wondered if Liland noticed her absence or if he might catch a whiff of her scent mixed with the sea. He might come running once he saw a stranger with her.

Her breaths were finally catching up when the mare speaks her first words. Sabela wishes she could answer, but instead she flashes the approaching mare a smile. Her gaze then travels across the land of sand and hills. She wishes to tell this mare all she knew about the Dessert and all she knew about her loving leader.