I can feel myself moving
closer to a dream thats waiting for me

It has been years since she has stepped back on Luthien. She has been heart sick for it, but the pain of her last time in the forest kept her away. But it had been the very thing that brought her to Drakon. For the she was thankful.

The recent events in the Arch had her rethinking the decision to never return. Drakon and Zion's dissapearence had stirred an anxiety in her that she couldn't handle. If Drakon had been truly gone where would she go next? She wouldn't stay behind in the Arch with her members she didn't connect with. She also couldn't return to her family home. Or could she?

"It is time you see Luthien." She says to her now grown daughter for the first time. Lileas was so excited to go, but she also understood why her mother was apprehensive. Their family deserved to know they were okay, and that Lileas even existed. It was just unknown who actually stuck around the Forest and if any of them were still around.

The mares reach the shoreline of the forest after a long journey from Tinuvel. They had stopped several times to rest, but they made it safely. It was midday by now, they were tired, but Lileas quickly got a second wind as they arrive. "It is so beautiful here!" She says with twinkling eyes.

Úlla is happy to see how laying eyes on her childhood home has made her own child so happy. Hopefully Drakon wouldn't mind their little trip. They didn't plan to stay long only to rekindle old relationships with family.

A large figure soon appears from the trees who Úlla instantly recognizes. "Úlla!" Dagda shouts as he races to the shoreline to greet them. The sable stallion embraces his painted seal brown relative before turning to smile at the young mare at her side. "Oh, Úlla. Is this your nighean?" He asks and the mare nods her head. "This is Lileas." Dagda greets Lileas with an embrace.

A small draft filly soon appears from the forest, slowing approaching the group. It was a seal brown filly who clearly matches the family resemblance. Her coat was a similar color as Úlla's and Lileas's without the painted markings. "This is my daughter Boudicca." Dagda says as the filly comes to stand beside him.