I didn't like the world now. Mom isn't doing what is needed now, attempting a rebellion. I know this too well, and my soul drifts away from home further than I would like. I find myself searching out Amara, maybe even Tonka. I wanted to find someone to listen to the my lost cries, to take in my worries and listen to me. Even at this young age, I debate my leaving. The desert sands do not bother me, and as I stood near the cave that night, listening to their voices and hating every single one of them, it broke. The bond between the Assassins and myself shattered like a poorly made piece of glass. After the winged mare who rescued me stepped in, I ran through the mush, heading ever south, following the path of the Unicorns. I wanted Tonka, I wanted my Uncle with every bit of my soul. I need to apologize for these mistakes, because I secretly know they're my fault. One way or another, they are. The guilt inside me surges like storm waves, and as I run, I search for a single soul I'm sure I'm never going to him again.
Daddy.
Sand gathered in my hooves as I ran, heading into the desert where the night was almost as cold as at the Arch. My mind can no longer process what the Arch is and where it is, all I can remember of home being the cold air that constantly plagued it. One stride forward and I stumble, falling into the dust of the ground below. Sharp pains overtake my skin as I attempt to regain balance, to head even further south. South is where life seems to lack the cruelty I face now. Whenever I passed the Edge, the fighting I could even through the mists reminded of me of mistakes. Mistakes everyone makes, and the one I am sure not making at this time.
My hooves work with me finally as I regain my balance and return to the galloping across the sand, though now it isn't galloping, it's cantering. Slowly it becomes a trot, and then a walk, and soon, I'm dragging myself through the darkness in a place that seems to never end. A light that reminds of me of a fire burns miles away in the distance, reaching up into the sky. My eyes can only see the faintest shimmer of that light, it barely even bringing me in. It's miles away, at least a good fifty miles away from me. If I ran for hours, I might reach a bit light of it, but no, my body isn't prepared for that idea yet. Ahead of me stands a dead tree with grasses growing thin around it, though water is clearly lacked. A drink would be nice, though when I wasn't able to find any water at home, I ate snow. There was nothing more I could do than just fall before that tree and rest.
Inside my stomach, there is a rumble. 'Mommy's milk, please.' is what it seems to ask me. Others ate grass, and I knew already there was no chance of finding any milk near by, definately Mom's. The idea of her made me want to eat the grasses near me even more. I lowered my mouth towards it, mouth open and teeth prepared as I took one nibble. The taste clearly wasn't acceptable for me as I almost couldn't swallow it down. Hunger was a bitch, and I needed food. There wasn't a chance that I could get home now, I was just too far.
This was about the time the tears began rolling from my blue eyes, the pale light from my horn bringing light to the area. My sobs couldn't be contained, and as I cried, there was just a single word inside my sobs.
"Daddy......" .

OOC: She's north of the Throat, but only close enough to see a dim glow from the fire.
Open to anyone to come in, though I would like it if @[Roy] and @[Amara] came in as well.

If you could hear me then, can you hear me now?