He chose the start of summer to swim back to the Bay. His winter coat did not grow in as thick this year because of his stay in Paradise so he thought it would be best to wait until then. He prays his father would be alright until then. Bel arrives on the cold shore of his birth home just as a call fell over the surrounding area. He did not recognize the caller nor the smell that stunk up the island.

"Who is this?" His heart sinks as the words become audible. Had his father really succumbed to wolves like Belikov had predicted? He knew his brother was a whinny baby, but had he really been truthful this time? Bel searches around before revealing himself to the stranger. He was sure there had to be someone still here, but he couldn't even find traces of any of the old herd. Nost had stayed behind in Paradise, but he couldn't even find Belikov who high tailed it out of Paradise the moment he got the chance.

Belshazar finally steps out of the tree line and into the veiw of the stallion that over looks the Bay. His young skull raises in a proud manner as his auburn eyes study the large stallion. "What of Liland, my father? Have you driven him away?" He boldly accuses the beast. Liland had been in such a fragile state the last he saw him. Anything could have happened.