Blue eyes had just closed to the darkness when a agonizing cry split through the silence for all to hear. Stumbling backwards in surprise her rump hit into the nearby evergreen stilling her progress. Ears at attention to figure out what exactly had happened she gazed out into the darkness. The familiarity in the tone caught her off guard striking a nerve deep down that brought a queasiness to her stomach. The cries were from a feminine source and told a story of complete pain and suffering one that she could sadly relate to all to well. Not long ago it would have been her that cried out desperate for help as she lay battered and beaten wishing death would free her soul. No one had come for her, she had been alone each and every time.

Her hooves were moving well before her mind comprehended it heading in the direction of the cry. She could not leave someone to suffer as she had before, her heart could not let it. If someone had come to her rescue back then maybe, just maybe she would not have such a innate fear of being close to others. She could only hope that she would not be too late to do something good for the mare who cried out. Her strides slowed marginally as the scent of the foothills made themselves apparent around her, she needed to do something to help. This was what drove her past the rather unpleasant memories of the welcome she had received the last time she had neared the borders without knowingly doing so.

The shape of something within the grass caught her attention as she approached cautiously lowering her head. In the air hung the unpleasant coppery scent of blood as she fought with her own internal demons that threatened to rise. The scene, the sights, the sounds each and everyone of them reminded her of the pain, the torture and the hopelessness she had felt. No she would be strong, it was not her in this situation this time. Nickering softly as her hooves brought her within meters of the mare she wanted to reach out and touch her to let her know she was safe but she withheld knowing it might cause only more pain. Either she would accept her touch or she would strike out fearing her attacker had returned to finish her off, it would do neither of them any good if they were both injured.

"Hello? Please answer me, I won't hurt you." Her voice was shaky at best but it was at least clear or so she hoped. Her nerves were wired as her ears flicked around nervously listening for anyone else who might approach.


TAGS: @[Parelia]
MUSE: Good
NOTES: So sorry for the wait, just got off working 6 days in a row.