Obviously, she thought this stallion was dreamy or she wouldn't have allowed him to mount her before knowing his story. She never dreamed she would be this kind of mare and she swore to her mother it would never happen again, but then her mother had gone and done the same thing. Desirie did not personally know the father to her unborn child, but she claims her situation was different. Something about her being grown and past the point of love, yada yada. Libra didn't get it, but she still promised to never breed to another she didn't know. She would just have to get to know this stallion then.

His tonuge was might attractive as he spun words she has never heart before. Though she has lived, and was born, on Salem she did not share the old ancestries other did. Her family came from outside the islands and they had religions of their own, but english was their only language. She did not understand what Bahadir said, but she didn't care. His words felt affectionate and sexy. His muzzle presses to the base of her neck and she instantly smiles. The warmth of his breath on her skin sends intense shivers down her spine. No wonder she now carried this stallion's seed. "mmm...Morning." She purrs, guiding her muzzle to trace along the side of his neck.

But he says he has defeated Shaydowfax in a battle. She pulls away, takes a few steps back to properly look at him. She suddenly sees the wounds of battle on the stallion. "What does that mean?" She asks. Did he mean he has taken over the Dunes? Is he taking Shaydowfax away or even herself? She didn't want to leave Salem...