It wasn't just cold, it was freezing. Clumsy strides, slipping hooves, shivers and frosted breath made the form of Hana. The intent of the mare was to run off the recurring nightmare of her eldest brother. He was still lost, every time she reached him in her dreams he took off again. Then the voices came, whispering about her status as a traitor. She was about the change that though, once she proved herself she would once again be accepted by the members of the Grey. Hana pushed herself into a gallop, starting to warm up, her breath was starting to become quicker and more shallow. The cold really did affect her stamina badly. Still the run was making her feel better. She may have awoken to tears on her cheeks, but they had dried and all evidence of them was lost to the darkness of the night.

Accepting the fact that she wasn't going to be happy, until she had completed these spars was hard. They loomed over her every day, but she did not have the strength to do them yet. Psychically she was in prime condition, mentally and emotionally she was still destroying herself over what she had done to her sister.

Her hoof fell into a ditch causing her to tumble. She tripped and fell chest first into the snow. It cushioned her fall considerably and Hana knew that she wouldn't end up with much more than a bruise. "Damn it." She whispered to herself. Without much effort she rolled herself to the side and then she struggled to her feet. Now her mixed pallet was soaked and she had snow in her mane, tail and on her warm body. The doe sighed and then shook out her coat, flinging snow everywhere. Doing her best to regain her dignity, she picked the pace up again. The dream no longer haunted her, but she was worried to fall back into the dream. It was like a horror story, nerves and fear that she wasn't able to escape. She was trapped in her own feelings. More than ever she needed a friend or something to distract her from her own problems.

She she pressed on, she noticed a figure in the distance and changed her direction to head towards it. It took her a minute or two to reach the stallion. She approached his slightly dappled form from the left hand side. She pulled up beside him panting, suddenly unsure as too why she had chosen to approach him. A soft smile was on offer, while her ruby eyes studied the taller being. "Rather late for the both of us to be wake isn't it?" A slight chuckle, her tone was soft and thoughtful.
[[OOC: Ew that sucked, next post will be better! ]]