First spilling her guts to a vulture, then finding out that it'd brought along its family for dinner. Shadow was already berating herself for opening her mouth in the first place when a leopard spotted mare came tripping up to her, closely followed by her partner, their expressions wrought with a teary eyed compassion that made the grass wilt in her mouth. Swallowing the mouthful, she reluctantly raised her head and looked between the two, stole a glance at Bolverik (the bloke still hadn't said anything, and she was all but holding her breath waiting for the judgment that was sure to come) and sighed. In the distance she spotted the fraudulent angel of a unicorn that had saved her life not too long ago; she probably ought to say something to him, do something to repay the favor... but between the expectant gazes of the pegasicorn duo and the stocky young mare that followed in his wake, Shadow couldn't bring herself to call out to him.

"I don't know if he is still alive" she confessed as she returned the attention to the spotted mare, expression wary even though her heart was jumping madly in the chest. Fueled by re-kindled hope, energized by this unexpected kindness. "It has been two years, he was so small still... " But what could it hurt to accept their help? The odds was not in her favor anyway, and nothing could get worse than living in this hellish void of not knowing. Even discovering that he was dead... it would break her heart, but at least there would be closure.

"If you really wish to help, I won't stop you" she said, shoulders sagging as though a weight had been lifted. "His name is Kari. He is small and slender and light gray in color, and he is.. well.. of mixed heritage, so to speak..."

Shadow shifted where she stood, sidestepping uneasily at the memories that came drifting back. It was not pleasant to talk about herself or her old mistakes, and after two years of mulling it over there was no other way to look at her fling with Carnesîr.

"We lived in Dragon's Throat at the time, so I have been hoping for a chance to go there and search, but now that this flood is coming..." there's no time left for aimless wanderings. But she swallowed those words before they could reach her tongue, settled with a shrug and moved her gaze between the nosy pair, hoping she had given them enough to go on.

"Best get this task over with" she mumbled, nodded a hasty 'thank you' to the others and ducked out from beneath the tree, emerging out beneath the raging sunlight with a feeling that she had lost complete control over the situation. Not sure whether Bolverik would follow or not the blackbird set her course for the Meadow, looking as weighed down by hope as she had been relieved by it only a short while ago.

@[Bolverik], @[Rei], @[Kvothe]