Lakota wasn't sure what she had done wrong.

She'd fallen asleep next to her mother as she often did, secure in the knowledge that when she awoke, her family would be there to protect her and play with her. Only, they weren't. Lakota had awoken in the afternoon nearly two days ago alone, with neither her mother or sister within eyesight. Hours and hours of doing her best to be a good girl for her mother by waiting quietly had not yielded any results and the small filly was left to wonder what she had done wrong.

By the time the filly had weathered her first night alone she was hungry and terrified and had all but given up on being a good girl. She desperately did not want to disappoint her mother, but she her stomach was so grumbly she couldn't handle waiting for her any longer. Still, she'd curled up on the cold hard ground and kept herself warm by tucking her muzzle into her slender limbs. After brushing off the late spring dusting of snow, the tiny filly had finally made her decision. She had to find help.

Maybe that stallion that talked to her momma could help her?

The slender filly, already showing the effects of being without a meal for so long, wandered from where her mother had left her. Her chocolate eyes roved over the lands apprehensively, her tiny body wracked with shivers that had less to do with the actual spring temperature and more to do with the nerves that made each step hesitant. Would momma punish her for leaving?

"Ironclad?" Her voice was hoarse from calling for her mom and sister, but desperation gave it volume. A flick of the curly chestnut tendrils of her tail later and the girl continued forward. The confidence draining from her voice she tried again. "Anyone?"

Anxiously she pawed at the ground, eyes wide. Surely someone still lived here?

OOC: Set it right after her mom is gone <3 Anyone is welcome to respond but Ysabel will eventually be nursing her.