A shadow-coated mare trotted through the gently rolling fields, both fascinated with her surroundings, and utterly lost in her thoughts. Everything about the world around her was new and interesting, from the never-ending grass to the warm, sweet-smelling breeze. All she had known until a few days ago were the grey stone and frigid winters of her home, the Unthal Mountains. Or at least, it was her home until quite recently.
Now, she was not so certain that she would ever go back. Of course, she doubted anyone expected her to return, anyway. It was no secret amongst her herd that Senka was plagued by restlessness. In fact, the mare doubted that she would ever be content to remain in the lonely isolation of the mountains ever again.
For now, though, she would be happy just to see another Azrein. Surely the floating isle was not so empty as this? In all the days since she had left the mountain, she had not seen a single soul. Where was everyone? Were there not other Azrein in these parts? Or perhaps one of those two-legged creatures she had heard of? There must be something. So, she searched.
