Spring had brought forth life to the searing sands. A blessing to the small herd to that calls the desert their home.

His dark eyes scan the distance, keeping a close eye on all of the herd. He notices when a mare goes missing, but soon come back with a spindly legged foal at their side. He lingers and keeps his distance, insuring that he does not anger the mother.

He stands quietly beneath the cool shade of the date trees branches. He watches as Shadyowfax makes her way across the sands with a colt jumping at her side. As she approaches he takes notice of the colts bright color and loudly splashed sides. As his dark eyes linger he notices the lack of ears atop the colts head, it certainly takes him by surprise.

"It is nice to meet you Sauron," he says with a nod of his chiseled head. As the conversation turns to business, he listens intently. "I have not met her yet, but will make a note to visit her personally," he pauses a moment before continuing. "Allies are usually a much needed asset," he says simply.

"What do you know of the War?" he asks as his tone turns serious.