Feeling rather stiff and sore from all the events over the last couple weeks the grey had decided to just try and let his beaten body rest for a little while. Lately it had been near impossible to stay anywhere for long as his mind would not let him forget about that mare. She was not just any mare, she was the one he had fallen so deeply in love with that without her here with him it felt as if he did not know how to breathe. Every thought turned into yet another painful reminder of what he had lost. He wanted his family to be by his side not living somewhere where he could not be, he wanted to be the one to help raise their son. The whole situation was tearing him to pieces inside making him not really care what else life threw at him. Between the couple spars and the incident with Aurelia his body had taken quite the beating with bruises here and slashes into his hide there. Overall he felt the pain but without his heart beating normally nothing really mattered anymore.

Trailing his long tail over his back more out of habit than anything he stood staring off into space just wishing the ground would open up and take him down. Movement drew his silver orbs back into focus as a blur of motion dropped down in front of his face. Whipping his head up and back in surprise he snorted but otherwise did not draw backwards any steps. If it was something here to hurt him so be it, let it try.

As the object slowly came into focus recognition found the bird to be Penna. Irritation was the first thing that came to mind, what was he doing here? Flicking his harks back to touch his skull he tried swatting him away with a flash of his horn and exposed teeth he turned to the side lashing his tail out, if he was here to deliver some message about Parelia he had come for no reason as he couldn't bear to listen to whatever it was. When the bird persisted further he finally gave in and turned his gaze back to the falcon. It was at this point that the clump of fur caught his attention clamped between the birds beak. That looked strangely like... Kiara.. No it couldn't be.. Reaching his mind out towards his bonded he felt nothing more than a faint lingering presence, something was not right. This was not their normal connection at all, where could she be? Was she hurt?

Panic engulfed him as he feared the worst, he had already let her down once he couldn't have done it again. He needed to find her now! Seeing Penna take off his powerful hindquarters launched him forward into a canter after him.

Soon enough the scenery changed into that of the Thistle Meadow and the borders of the Secret Grove. Why had they come here? Kiara wouldn't have come this far would she? Pushing the questions aside he continued forward into the trees trying to keep his eye on Penna which was becoming increasingly more difficult. The burnt flesh upon his neck was searing painfully in the places it had reopened from his movements but he did not care he was too concerned about Kiara. Feeling the trickle of blood drip down his neck he was finally forced to slow his pace having lost sight of the falcon. One loud call sounded from his lungs calling out but no answer came. Dammit Penna! he fumed silently pacing back and forth trying to figure out which way to go next.

It was not the cry he had been expecting, but sure enough another familiar voice echoed through the trees. "Parelia?" Surely his mind had to be messing with him, he was out here trying to find Kiara... It was just too much of a strange coincidence that he would happen to run into Parelia as well. Then again the world seemed to be out to get him lately so should it really be that much of a surprise?

Stepping forward through the trees he caught sight of the mare frantically searching for something. Where was Ilios? His heart lept with fear as he moved forward until he was only meters from the pegasus. " Parelia? Whats going on? Where is Ilios? Did something happen?" He stated fearfully his eyes whipping over the landscape all around them.



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