
Amitola had found the person who saw through her and dared to listen to her stories. Though now she was out in search of something else. She was unsure what it was as she moved her hooves over the soft green grass. The night breeze blew on her neck. It was late at night, and for some reason she couldn't sleep.
"It sure is beautiful night though," she spoke aloud sweetly as she looked towards the sky. To her the world around her was empty but yet she still was unsure what she was searching for. Was it a friend or just someone to talk to and did the night hold the answer?