It was like Mystique’s thoughts were heard all of a sudden. The familiar honey voice that brought comfort she loved so much rang like a bell to her ears. Charming and kind at the same time the voice sounded as it was coming from behind her. Twisting her neck she the caramel-snow colt and his wings lightly such towards his side. "Mystique!" The voice was still echoing in head as the now much larger Cera came towards her. He looked much broader and taller now, what the heck happened to her Cera? He even looked much older now and it wasn’t long since she had last seen him. What has Midas been feeding him? She thought to herself chucking a bit. The main game that the two played was now back in session as Cera greeted her with a quick tug to her creamy forelock. As the two’s muzzle met, Mystique’s pinkish muzzle nuzzled gently into his. She loved every minute she had with Cera and wanted so badly to just be with him every second of the day playing. He kept her entertained and happy as the two frolicked like rabbits hopping with glee. Returning the favor Mystique then tugged on his forelock gently, breaking the soft touch to their muzzles meeting. “Cera, I missed you!” She said gleefully pressing herself close to his. Mystique had grown slightly to as she stood next to Cera who towered over her, but still she was no match compared to him.

Mystique was usually naive when it came to noticing things. At first she did not notice anything, but the two in their usual content-ness, but as she pressed her cheek on Cera’s chest she felt an unfamiliar texture. Lifting her head she noticed a large scar running down his patchy coloured chest. A look of concern featured on her face as she looked into his emerald gaze. “Cera, what happened? Are you alright?” Not wanting to ask to many questions the thoughts were still racing in her head. She wanted to badly to ask if it was painful, how it happened, and who did this awful thing to him? Surely this would not be an act of Midas since he was much to kind and respectful to ever to something like this.

"Hey i'm..i'm Lana.." Snapping the thought out of her mind she was suddenly focused on something else. A new filly who was draped in silvery threading’s and black shadings. Stunned a bit, she pressed herself close to Cera’s side almost underneath his right wing. In a daze she was stunned, but this is what she wanted new friends and new members to meet! A kind and gleeful tone emerged from her throat as she spoke “Hello there Lana, my name is Mystique.” She was still very shy, but it was good for her to practice her social skills towards other horses.