Archam stood in the cobblestone at the bank of the creek. His ears flicked around listening to the animals that were done sleeping through the winter, out stretching there legs. The birds that soared around, looking for a meal. And the wind the gusted about the lands, almost as though it was singing a song. It was surely a beautiful day today, the flowers were nearing full bloom and the trees were back to life with bright green leaves. The air was fresh, not bitter like winter, and not thick like during the summer; it was easy to inhale and it tasted pure. He gently flicked his tail at the pesky insects that were beginning to come back to the lands, crawling on him to find there next meal.

He head quickly pivoted to the left as he heard Sirana, his daughter, scream out for him. He bolted forward running through the creek, water splashing up on his belly, disturbing the waters ecosystem. He leaped slightly landing on the opposite bank, continuing to push towards the direction Siranas voice came from. Was his herd being ambushed? He did not know why Sirana was calling for him, she never sounded frantic before. He raced through the wooded area, weaving in and out of trees and after a few minutes he was able to pick up her scent. She was very near now, a couple more swerves between the trees and the hefty stags eyes landed on his daughter. Sirana! whats wrong?! he snorted sliding to a halt, the filly was all by herself, there was no ambush, it was really just peaceful. What could she have possibly called him for, making him think she was dying or something.

Archam intensely gazed at Sirana awaiting her to tell him what was wrong; and when she did his body relaxed and a smile grew on his face. He nudged the filly before she turned encouraging him to follow her, and he did. He ran as fast as his legs would carry him, the trees grew more scarce and he knew where Anahi was now....In the cove they were when Sirana and Loken were young.

His legs carried him as if they knew where he was going, he pushed past Sirana knowing she knew the way. He just hoped he wasn't to late to be there for Anahi; Just a little bit futher he told himself as he continued to gallop. Finally he took a right curve, splashed in some water and Anahi's golden pelt was in view. He ran over to the mare and nuzzled her shoulder, she looked in pain and he just arrived in time. how are you doing he smiled, he smiled, excited to see the foal they created. He wasn't particularly sure how to go about helping her, the mares always had the foals before he arrived, maybe all she needed was to know he was there.