(set before Vána is taken)

For the first time her heart felt at ease. There was a lot she could think about to drown her good mood, but she wasn't going to do it today. Staying positive was important especially with Warg and now a new baby on the way. Little Warg was growing like a weed, by the way. Watching him grow was exciting and the new atmosphere of the Dunes helped to lift that feeling.

Vàna had felt like the Lagoon had taken those precious memories of Thranduil from her. Her precious first son created from bad decisions and despair. Maybe it was fitting that the colt become too obsessed with his violent father to care when she was set free. He had refused to join her, but by then he had been old enough to chose his own path. Vàna has not seen him since and could only tell Warg stories about his cream colored brother in the Lagoon.

She shakes her head to get herself out of negative thoughts. Remember, positivity! As the petite mare moves across the Dunes she soon spots something familiar in the distance. "Windfola?" She whispers the question as her green eyes squint. It was her! "Windfola!" She screams and gallops towards her sister. Wind follows turns with a half hearted smile on her face as Vána crashes into her with excitement. "I can't believe it is you!" It has been so long since Vána has seen her sister. Their bond had once been so strong, but events had broken them apart. Windfola would always be so special to her.

"Her sis." Windfola can't help, but crack a smile. She had not expected to run into anyone she knew here. Windfola had hoped to keep her past relationships just where they had been. Still, she couldn't be mad at her sister for wanting a relationship. It has only been her own selfishness and regret that keeps them apart. The sister explain to each other what has brought them to the Dunes. Windfola had followed Romaro here despite her bad feelings towards him right now. Seems fate had a funny way of making her suffer.