Even though she was injured she lept into the sea without looking back. Riddled with pain and guilt, Parvati just needed some time outside of her own home. She couldn't seek out Suleiman again after already embarrassing herself in the Arch and she couldn't run back to Fell. There was her father...but he hasn't even come to visit her. The news of her mistakes were already at his ears and she was most likely disowned by him. Mother, well, she screwed that up. She misses her mother. There was Sigmund, but he has already heard so much of her drama. Did he really deserve more? Parvati wasn't sure she should bring her issues another another lover to Orphiel. It just didn't feel right. So she swims to the only place she could think of.

Zevulun was not someone she has asked advice from before. She thought maybe he would have some good insight for her. Plus, afterwards she could make an even further trip to Paradise to confront the mare that tried to take Loupgaru. If she would have won Parvati knew he might have been happier. Of course then she wouldn't have been, but is she even happy now? The mare's mind races with thoughts of all kinds as she swim towards Luthien.

Upon reach the Shore, she calls out not knowing that the Prairie was taken over by someone new weeks prior. Parvati shakes out her coat and slowly steps along the beach. Her ears swivel with the sound of someone approaching, but it was not Zevulun she sees. "Who are you? Where is Zevulun?" She questions the slim black stallion once he was close enough. Had something bad happened to her grandfather?