Caly knows. She knows the way of the world around her. She knows her duties as a mare. She is expected to give her stallion, strong sons. She smiles at the thought, yes, to provide the strongest sons or the most sought after girls. Her one hope is, in doing this that she will be respected, even honored for performing her duties. She will do it without complaint, as long as she is treated fairly. As she looks up at Roug, she can see the pains of his past littered across his dark coat. Scars run jagged, some deep some barely a scuff across his hide. She can see the pain that he hides beneath the surface, it bubbles and torments him. Yet, she doesnt pull away, she feels drawn to him. She can feel their closeness, his muscles ripple beneath his dark hide. A single lock of hair falls over her left eye, as she looks up at the man before her.

He comforts her, telling her there is no need to apologize and as her name leaves his lips, she feels a shiver run the length of her spine. It was a moment that leaves her wanting more, it lingers, as he pulls away. She yearns to be nearer to him. His words snap her out of her transe and a giggle leaves her lips. "That, is alright with me." She says playfully. She eyes him as she shakes out his tangle of creamy colored mane, she notices the ripples of his muscle. Let us go to Atlantis... my kingdom awaits you.

For a split second she hesitates. Her breath is caught short in her throat and she holds onto it. She hasn't stepped onto Atlantis since leaving so many years ago. For the first time since meeting Roug, she felt fear. Fear of the unknown, fear that this was all happening too fast. She swallows hard and offers a weak smile. She takes a step and than another. She follows him. Her hear thunders in her chest and she fears it may just jump right out.

The cool water splashes around her, she can feel the frothy waves as they beat against her delicate legs. She closes bicolored eyes, a soft sigh leaves her lips. The swim to Atlantis was all too familiar for Caly. She can feel her legs stroke with an even tempo, propelling her closer to home. The anxiety has left her body and is now replaced with excitement that vibrates her bones. A smile spreads across her dark lips as Atlantis appears on the horizon. She can feel the waters warming around her body, as if they embrace her in a warm welcoming hug. Welcome home Queen.

She steps from the frothy waves, water runs in rivulets off of her pale coat. She gasps as her eyes fall on familiar palms. The air was muggy and to any other would be overwhelming. She sighs, her heart full.