Ostara was blustering with excitement as she strode up the rocky mountain path. It had been such a long time since she last saw Flann. She smiled as she thought about the silly antic that had them crossing paths that stormy night. Not much had changed in 'Stara's journey. She was still on the move but found herself sticking close to the forest and river. The rosy mare enjoyed the gentle climate and variety of flora and fauna.
She finally reached the ledge where she had thought Flann would be. She swiveled her head side to side, and scanned the landscape. "Hellloooo?" Ostara called out.
