AuroraElis
AuroraElis
It isn't long into their travels east that a trail is picked up. Phoebus is the first to discover the tracks in the soft soil. She was no tracker, no hunter or no adventurer, so she takes his word that there are more than just three trails here.
She stops beside him, worry in her deep navy eyes. Their father said he would come back for them one day, and the coincidence of both Jack and her being gone that morning when he did return, was too much. She snorts, "He planned this! He's been watching us this whole time." Her finely featured face shakes slowly in disbelief. They had thought they were safe here, but nowhere was safe from Zain.
Tears moisten her eyes as she thinks of the worst. Were they hurt? Were they scared? Or worse, dead? Her heart could not bear to out live another child. Diavoli had been a hard enough and she didn't even get a chance to know him. Not even her healing magic could save the underdeveloped foal. In her grieving thoughts she leans against Phoebus, not caring he was covered in burning plates. His warmth was soothing, even if it did burn slightly.
Soon Jack is worked up into a fit of anger. Her immediate thoughts go to just months before when his rage had been so out of control. She is about to reach her muzzle to him in attempt to calm him, but he takes off at a trot for some distance before stopping and shouting something into the air.
Her gaze shifts to her son before she lunges forward into a canter, soon coming to a stand near Jack, "What is it, Jack?" Her eyes search his face for answers; the babbling water of the Dale boundary sits not more than a few yards away.
Not all that glitters is gold