Another winter gone and another warm spring approaching and coming fast. The dark blue mare stood aside her winter hideaway listening to the wind as it whistled through the pine bows over head and the creaking of stiff limbs as the winter snow was starting to ebb away. Giving a contented sigh and a flick of her curly green tail, she set off away from her shelter. Letting the sun shine down upon her frosted colored back, Alaska closed her blank, sightless eyes. Letting the sounds around her and her hooves to carry her out into the new spring. Having grown accustomed to the changing of the seasons, the summers still plagued her with some ill heath, but it wasn't as bad as when she first came. No that was nearly her death that time, this time was different.
Having being in the southern summer lands for nearly two years, Alaska felt that she had never been anywhere else in her life. Though the memory of that night so many years past still haunted her. The cold, the near death experiences, then there was that one who saved her. Alaska had never gotten to figure out just who it was, she only remembered being warm, really warm. And a fuzzy pelt, shaking her head she knocked the thoughts away as a hoof tapped on something. Just a log, stepping carefully over it she wandered ever on, until she felt shade again, here she turned and walked half in the sun and half in the shade. Ears alert for anything that came close, Alaska wasn't expecting anyone, but who know what she might bump into.
