He sees a flash of color in the distance that looks similar to that of the Forest Queen's, so he follows. Warsaw races after the horse as fast as he could with his injuries, but as he comes upon the edge of the Forest he sees no one. He wonders if he was going crazy as he steps out of the trees and onto the silent beach. This is where this war started, but now no one was fighting here. His forces were scattered all among Luthien as they fought to their heart's content. Warsaw still had things to do, things to accomplish, so he could not quit just yet.

His body begs him to rest, but he was tired of spending hours searching the Forest for a safe place to rest his body. He was tired of wasting energy swimming back to his island and allowing his Queen to lick his wounds. He had done enough back and forth for the duration of this war. It was time to stick this out until he last mission was done. "Where are you?" He whispers as his eyes scan over the ocean. Surely she had not abandoned her herd in their time of need.

His ears flick at the sound of fighting in the distance, but he doesn't move from his position on the shore. The ocean licks at his front hooves as he continues to watch the sea for movements. He would find Persephone and ensure that her womb would be carrying his child next, as it seems their last deal had been rejected. This time there would be no talk of it. Ears flick back as he hears the sound of movement behind him. Warsaw flares his nostrils at the scent of one of his greatest enemies.

"You've finally found me." His body turns to face the red stallion as his neck tucks to his chest and his front hoof kicks at the sand below. He was ready to finally figure out who the better stallion was.