There was a time when Aallotar feared the Lagoon and what it stood for. That was when Cullen had been terrorizing her life. But the golden brute seemed to have all but disappeared after he lost his kingdom to the much older stallion that Fearghas had referred to as Rade. She didn't understand the back story between Rade and Fearghas nor did she care about the the 'brotherhood,' but at the moment, the Lagoon seemed the only place to fittingly call home. She knew that she was getting close when the scents of few turned into the scents of many. "Stay close," she murmurs gently to Fortis. The little yellow colt casts her a sideways glance but ultimately obliges his mother. "Why are we here?" He whines in dismay. Aallotar doesn't give him an answer.

Truthfully speaking, Aallotar doesn't know why she chose to return to the Lagoon. The place held painful memories for her, but there was nowhere else to go. She crosses the borders of the Commons to the Lagoon with no hesitations. The now older, wiser Aallotar knows that some of the younger colts that resided in the Lagoon would stay clear of her, threatened by her presence. She wondered if she'd find Fearghas here but banishes the thought almost as instantly as it enters her mind. No, we will not go there today.