Kanti picked up scents, but they weren't scents belonging to the mute black stallion and his lover. She was relieved. She saw three figures ahead of her, and she noticed that two of them were pale, and the other was a different color. The pale horses back at home were usually caretakers and apparently there was a herd full of them somewhere to the east of her kingdom, but she never got a chance to visit them. She knew there was a agreement, a very old agreement, that a group of new caretakers would be sent to different herds every few years. She remembered greeting the first batch of caretakers that arrived to herd shortly after she was made queen. They were a shy and quiet group, but they soon became more social after spending a few weeks in the herd and getting trained by the older caretakers. "Hi!" The older pale horse said and Kanti eyed all three of them. “You’re new here, huh? Did the new Forest God invite you to live here? It’s a very fun place to live, you’ll really like it here. Forest God!? Kanti felt nervous at this. She wasn't religious, like her mate's adoptive mother was. The previous queen before was crazy about the Gods and prayed to them every night ever since she adopted Kanti's mate as a newborn.

“Mom-“I’m Kestrel, this is my mom, Talya, and my sister Daffodil.“What my mother means to ask is if Rilke invited you to live here with us, or if you’re just visiting.” Kanti was about to say something, but then she got distracted by someone else. It was another horse, and it looked like a draft. But this was different. The drafts back at home were bay and black, and they were twice the size of Rilke. She even met the draft king once, and being next to him made her nervous because it looked like he was about to crush her. He watched the stallion come up to them and greeted the horses. “Thank you Talya for your wonderful welcome,” And to you Kestrel, always so polite and informative, a true help to running these lands.” She missed that. Her mate would greet everyone he would come by and ask how their day was. Part of her heart sunk a little. “Are you okay? What are your names?" Kanti would have to tell them different names. She didn't feel safe telling them. They could have possibly heard of the things she's done. "Um.. I cannot use our real names because I'm in trouble. You all can call me Electra and my son is called Yiska. I am looking for someone, but I think I am lost. I am looking for a stallion named Rafe. Do you know of him"? Kanti asked. Qaletaqa eyes became wide and got closer to his mother. What was she talking about? He was too young to understand. Maybe when gets older he'll understand. "Mommy is trying to find my daddy so I can meet him!" Her son yelled. He really wanted to meet his father.