i got the fire in my soul [everyone]

[City]

It took her some time to muster up the want to heed the call that the mountains were howling. After a while the wake of autumn fades and a newborn winter spreads her alabaster magic across Beqanna. When Zayn met the mare she had a sleek and shiny coat of speckled gray (and the bloody shoulder mark), now as she arrives she adorns a thick winter coat, which is still shiny in case you're wondering. She finds a hidden path that has not been used since the snowfall began, one winds through the valleys and into the mountain range where she knows Zayn resides. Her tracks are lonely among the shadows of a dim morning and soon they will be covered by the flakes of cotton fluff that are tumbling down to the ground from a slate gray sky.

She arrives in silence at first. Her bright eyes shifting from north to east, and then west to south. She can smell the mares, she can smell him, but her dull vision is blocked by the veil of falling snow. She sends out a whinny, a bold and deep whinny, calling them all to her.

Summoning her new... family.

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in the bleak midwinter