Their hearts beat fast as they flew above the land course set to the south.She had left her ever growing babies at home, on the island, where she was sure they would be safe. In this moment she was focused on another of her children. How long had it been since she had last seen Ilios, a year? Tears blurred her honey eyes for a moment, how had she lost touch with her son for so long? A heavy sigh slipped from her lips as they made their way to the Throat. Would he even want to see her? Would he show up, or just ignore her like she feared so deeply? Penna cooed into her ear softly, 'He will come.' She turned a weak smile toward the falcon trying her best to embrace his words and confidence.

It didn't seem to take them very long before the land was changing from trees to sand. Taking a deep breath she thought, 'Here we go!' Penna moved away from her, since he was well aware of how she gathered people. Blue and white flames erupted over her body as she flew over the sea. She circled over the Throat, make sure to stay high enough to not threaten, but low enough to draw attention. Carefully she moved away from the island and back to the mainland.

Penna glided away from her as she went on her mission. Her black eyes were intent on finding the one person she wanted to see the most. Have such sharp eyesight was extremely helpful in situations like this. The falcon screeched with his joy and dove straight for their boy. Ilios looked up in surprise as Isabella screeched her displeasure. 'No Isabella! That's Penna, the one I told you about!' The bald eagle upon his back settled instantly bright golden eyes glinting curiously. Penna paused just as curious for a moment before grabbing a talon full of his long forelock. He screeched again and tugged before letting go and leading him back to the mainland. The stallion's heart pounded as he chased after the falcon intent on reaching his mother, he just prayed she wasn't hurt.

Parelia stood on the shore honey eyes looking across the stretch of water waiting for the cavalry to arrive. She was sure they didn't have flaming torches fly over head very often. She placed a pleasant smile on her well practised mask and stood proudly. Her long teal streaked tail waved in the soft salty breeze. She wondered where Penna went, even though she already knew. She allowed the points of her visit to float through her mind. The mare kept her fire burning, making sure they would be able to find her easily. As soon as someone came into sight she extinguished the flames
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