PERSEPHONE

Persephone always answered quickly upon hearing an unfamiliar call within the borders of her home, particularly when she caught the scent of a stallion on the breeze. She did not believe that no mare could cause her equal trouble, but based on her past experience she knew them certainly to be much more likely to do so.

By the time she had reached the visitor, he had already attracted two other members of the Forest herd – Hannah’s son, Yngvar, and Creed. To her surprise, however, the two seemed familiar with him and relaxed in his company, as they appeared to be talking as Persephone drew near to them. Although unexpected, this settled Persephone’s nerves – a friend of Creed’s particularly, she expected to be unthreatening and not visiting with ill intentions.

“Hello everyone,” she greeted them, coming to stand within the group.

She gave a warm smile and nod to Creed and Yngvar as she passed them, then turned her dark eyes to the white-splashed stranger, her expression slightly more reserved but still welcoming.

“Is this a friend of yours? I am Persephone, leader of the Forest.”

all of your demons will wither away

mixed, bay varnish roan, 14.3hh