Falls

The massive brute of a stallion had scared her more than Hymn really wanted to admit, and she despised herself a little for running like a coward rather than trying to fight for herself. Roisin had, in many ways, become an older sister for her when she had lived in the Peak, and had taken it upon herself to teach Hymn the basics of fighting. Hymn wasn't really any good at it, and her heart hadn't been in it, but she knew how to throw a kick, and where was most sensitive to bite on an attacker.

Instead, she'd put herself in danger and forced the Peak to come to her rescue once again. It was embarrassing. She didn't even know the red spotted sister that had interceded on her behalf, but she knew a thank you and an apology was probably in order. It was foolish of her to believe she would find another stallion like Sigurdr anyway. He had been too perfect to be replicated or replaced.

Casting a worried glance back over her shoulder, she moved further into the Falls and further away from the Commons and their dangers. She had hoped to find somewhere she could belong, someone new to belong with, but it was rapidly becoming more clear that she would instead be returning to the cold reaches of the Peak, alone. The only bright spot in ther dark and gloomy mood was the possibility that her mother might have come back, or might yet linger on the mountain itself. She missed her dam and the quiet comfort that she carried with her.

She needed a little peace of mind today.

She slowed her pace and listened, but did not hear any obvious signs of pursuit. Whoever the red mare was, she seemed to have done an okay job at waylaying the Lagoon stallion, which meant that Hymn was as safe as she was going to get from him. She allowed her tight shoulders to loosen and her her lips to skim across the stream that drained the waterfall basin, but found it did not lessen the bitter taste in her mouth.

With a sigh, she lifted her head and waded into the stream, letting the cool water surge around her pale legs despite the season's chill. It made her skin prickle uncomfortably all over, her body's attempt to warn her of the dangers of getting too cold, too fast with no winter coat to warm herself up. Still, she waded forward into the small pool at the base of the waterfall until the roaring liquid fell over her head, making her gasp at the shock of it in the chilled air. She could feel it washing away the scent of his musk and saliva from her coat, undoing what had almost been done. If only it would be this easy to wipe away the memory too, to let it fade into the eddies of water at her hooves.

But cold alone could not unmake memories and so with chattering teeth she stepped out from beneath the downpour and made her way shakily to shore, shivering the whole time.

OOC: Set directly after her commons thread in the fall <3