Making her rounds in a horrid storm, Tefnut could be found lingering by the Hills. After listening to Lucifer and Marceline’s conversation, the red dun could feel a bit of anger in her blood. She did not understand why her father was making it so she was safe from Marceline and anyone else that could be an allie. Why was she so important? That question lingered in her mind way into her day and didn't even vanish when she caught a scent on the wind.

Flicking her red ears, the crimson hued woman let out a breath before picking up her walking pace into a trot. Her long legs glided over the sands with a dance that only one of her breeding could really do. With the kiger mustang so heavy in her lineage, she was partially gaited. It showed in her quick pace and fancy movements as she crested the dunes one after another. It took her a small while, but not overly so until she crested the last one in her path towards the beach. What she saw on the other side of it had the red woman snorting with her ears going straight forward and her tail flagging.

Unease coated her system as she went down the dune, her hooves making crunching sounds on the sand before she hit the bottom and heard them turn from crunches into thuds. Pushing her way against the wind and towards the half drowned stallion on her shores. Tilting her head, the maiden let out a breath before stepping closer, her voice cresting above the wind. “Are you going to live?”