PERSEPHONE

Persephone’s call was returned swiftly, and it was with a sense of relief and a kind of satisfaction that she realised the respondent was a mare as she drew nearer. Although there was no guarantee that the mare would be any more amicable than a stallion, it always pleased Persephone to see another female reader, and at the very least it seemed unlikely that Warsaw would be able to get a mare onside given his issues.

Persephone offered a bob of her head in greeting, and a small, polite smile.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Shaydowfax. I am Persephone, Queen of the Forest on Luthien. It’s been some time since I last visited Salem, I thought it about time I reacquainted myself with the new leaders here.”

She paused a moment, watching for the other mare’s reaction.

“How have things been going here, on Salem? Have you had any trouble lately?”

all of your demons will wither away

mixed, bay varnish roan, 14.3hh