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Raine wasn't much watching where he was going. As a result, he was almost stepping on Saria before he even realized she was there. He stopped short, looking up at her with startled eyes before putting it together. Multi-colored hair, nice to look at . . .

You . . . must be Saria he said, not conscious that his tatooed arm was in her full sight.

Raine nodded simply.

Yes . . . I am his . . . he said, suddenly distracted as a cloud formed over the Shadowdome; the next match was about to begin. Excuse me . . . I must go he said simply, walking away from her.

Aiden had passed Raine without a single comment. He wasn't sure what was going on, but his cousin had become increasingly moody. He was, himself, still tired from his battle and not able to go a moment without worry for his mother. He approached Saria and tried to keep up his spirits.

I . . . I'm sorry I had to leave you. I was trying to get my stupid cousin away from Dassan and then my match was called and . . . he broke off, not wanting to get too much into darkness. And then some other stuff happened he finished lamely, the pain clearly visible in his eyes, however. He was quiet for a moment.

But yeah . . . it's your match against my aunt now he said, staring at his feet. He liked her but . . . it was so hard to be flirtatious in times like these.

Aiden stopped dead in his tracks, putting a hand on her shoulder to stop her.

My mother? What has happened to my mother? he asked, trying to remain calm even though there was fire in his eyes. His black markings stood out on his body once again as they did any time he reached any point of emotional excitement.

Aiden stared at her blankly, not comprehending what she meant for some time. Horror then splayed frankly across his features as he suddenly understood her. His fists clenched, a small trickle of blood being released from one until he unclenched them. He turned, walked away some distance, then walked back.

Does Harry know? he said, referring to his dad.

Aiden was too dumbstruck to accompany her, but in the dark of night, the yellow and black sparkles springing forth from his hands lit a path for her much more beautiful than the first, the yellow marbled with the black, much as his own skin was. At every step she took, the section of path she had just vacated turned into butterflies of the appropriate color, fluttering around her for a minute before moving fanning out behind her like the train of an elegant gown.

Midknight circled down toward the ground of the fields. He didn't enjoy the idea of being ordered by someone who was not his bonder to be a pack horse. No one but Destiny could summon him, but it was the urgency in the silver wind drake's voice that brought him forth.

Finally after a while they touched down near the lake. The air was gentle and silent with the churping of crickets. Apex slid off of the alicorns back and landed still holding onto Hanna in a crouch, he stood up. "Thanks." He said and gently laid her down next to the lake, from his pouch he pulled out his extra bandages that he was suppose to use to keep himself healthy, but Hanna needed them more than he did. Slowly dipping the bandages into the clear clean water he gently began to bandage most of her wounds. "Just rest, Hanna... I'll try to heal you as much as I can..."

"Of corse. Go ahead..." Apex said, trying to make his growl like voice sound more gentlier. "Don't be afraid to ask me anything." His fingers were nimble as he applied the bandage, very careful not to brush against anything.

Harry sighed, looking her up and down still worried. Gingerly, he took the baby from her arms to give her some sort of relief. He looked down at the face and managed a weak smile. He . . . is kinda cute, I suppose he thought to himself. He glanced back over at Adele.

We'll all be fine. Aiden's won his match and . . . we're all gonna be okay he said, not too sure what to say about much of anything.