Star had been walking around all over, trying to find some kind of adventure. She was on her own with a son at her side. She was a mustang hybrid but she also had the body of an elegant arabian. With the dished face and the flowing high kept tail. When she moved she moved like the breeze. She was also almost pure white. There were a few dapples still on her flanks and her hips. Her long white legs carried her over the summer grass. She was snorting and carrying on up a storm. Trying to show off, she used to be this skinny tiny thing before Nier found her and made her queen of Gemstone Ridge. But that seemed like ages ago and she was no longer there. In fact this little colt of her was by Nier, but he departed from Beqanna and now they were on there own.

Her colt kept up with her quite well, she was pretty fast and for him to keep up with her was pretty good. She would slow down enough so he would build confidence. After running around and blowing off some steam that she had penned up for so long, she found alittle knoll there was a gentle breeze that constantly was blowing up there. She turned her youngster off to play on his on but not far. Her black eyes looked at the surroundings through her white flowing white forelock. Her mane that came down almost to her shoulder now was blowing in the breeze. She closed her eyes taking in the summer breeze she liked summer, the sun was warm. She missed being home, missed Gemstone ridge and the mountains. It was the only place familiar for her, she closed her eyes daydreaming running through the fields and meadows of Gemstone dreaming to go back home one day. But until a stallion claims in thats not going to happen.