Her cream coat had slipped away in the light of the full moon. She gleamed like a ray of moon light as she left Tin sleeping in his moss bed. She needed time away from the small creature, so she decided she would be back by day break. Raeden slowly picked her way through the shattered glass wall and away from her home. Her skills let her pick the paths that have been traveled by many others. This way she would be harder to track in her escape.

Teal eyes scanned over the world in front of her. She was a runaway queen, hiding beyond the eyes of her knight. Thin tresses of her forelock swayed over her cold stare as her walk picked up into a graceful canter. The pale beauty traveled through the lands with only the light of the moon to guide her path. Her body moved like silk through the trees with a soft blur. She started to come to a small clearing, and her weary hooves finally came to a smooth halt.

She looked around the world around her, it was quiet and calm. Not a creature moved in the surrounding’s, and the frost covered ground sparkled with the silver light. She let a smile move across her soft maw as she admired the sight. Raeden let a single tear emerge from silver flecked eyes as she remembered her childhood times. Life was different now, she was a simple Sleuth and Ru was a Lady.  Her strawberry sister was the ice queen, and had accomplished so much since she had been gone. Would life be different if she never left Helovia?

The pale mare brought her mind back to earth as she took a few steps to stand in the middle of the grove. The plant life was frozen in time under the heavy frost of the night. Her warm breath clouded around her great crowned skull. Pale moon light casted a shadow below her feminine form. Rays of light beamed down upon her sweet soul, like the gods trying to reclaim their angel. A sweet sigh let the warm air haze around her even more, but it was quickly cooled from the freezing world around her. The soft tresses of her long tail flicked against her cloud like markings as she lowered her skull to the ice like grass. Warm breath thawed the hibernating lush plant life from its winter coffin. Sweet sugars filled her maw as she picked the small strands from their home. Raeden was content not thinking about fairytale endings, or a prince sweeping her off her feet. The pale queen had come to terms that he would come to her. He would choose her, but he better make sure she was his Only love. For that poor soul would not want to know what it is like to break a fragile heart. He would know what he was falling for…The mare that was called the perfect storm.  Her love was a drug that was addicting, and would leave anyone wanting more. She would rule over any great man’s heart. Just do not break her heart. 

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