It had taken forever for someone to save her. She didn't think anyone would ever come with Evren and Persephone gone from the islands. Her family was surely losing hope at this point. Rilke must not want to help or something had happened to him. Hopefully her family back in the Forest was alright. Out of all of her children she thought maybe Daracha might try to save her. Much like her father had once done, but her daughter was not raided to fight. None of her children had been. Jigsaw was the only one who took to violence once his male hormones set in.

A scream pierces the silence of the Bay in the wake of the deamhan's loss. She recognized the voice so she secretly traveled closer to see what was going on. Bacardi and the black deamhan were staring at each other. There was no mention of violence, but some unspoken language between the two that allows Bacardi to now turn towards her. Maeve was shocked to find Bacardi coming her way and to learn she was free to go home. Maeve doesn't look back as she hurries into the ocean with Bacardi. She fears that if she had the darkness would pull her back in.

The swim long, but she finally relaxes as she sees the familiar beach getting closer. The large red mare sticks close to Bacardi even after they make their up onto the sandy beach. They make eye contact for only a moment as he apologizes for taking so long. Maeve's ears pin back as she remembers the last time she saw him. There was no time in airing out their drama as he mentions Grizel. "Welcome home Maeve..." She forgets why she was made at him as her eyes shift to the forest in front of her.

Tears streak her cheeks. "Tapadh leat." She knows the English form of thanks, but her native language naturally slips off her tongue first. "Thanks." She had many questions, but seeing her family was more important right now. The mare brings herself forward and through the Forest until she finally finds them. "Mom!" Grizel screeches the moment she sees her mother appear among the trees. All four of them rush towards Maeve, young Úlla trailing slower behind her three adult family members.

Dagda mouths 'thank you' to Bacardi as Daracha and Grizel sob into their mother's chest. Úlla trots over to her dad with a large smile on her face. The little girl had no idea what was going on, but she was happy to see her whole family together in one place.




Translation(s):
deamhan – demon
Tapadh leat - Thank you

*Note: Using google translate so most likely I am butchering this language.