Alone and Lost

[Anka Re'em]

Anka Re'em plodded softly across the sand. This place reminded her much of home. She bit her lip trying not to let out a distressed cry. She remembered her trek across the desert. She felt pain as she remembered Akhal, her once beloved. He was gone now, cut down by humans. She winced as she touched the cool water. It calmed her slightly. SHe waded forward until the water had crept up to her flanks. She looked at herself in the water. All she saw was an unclaimed mare, a wanderer apon the lands of Debon Aire.

[D'Artagnan]

'E obseved the maiden from afar, but did not dare approach. 'E already felt spread thin, for reasons 'e did not comprehend. Perhaps... friendship would be easiest. 'E 'ad no intention of seeking more mares, 'e could wait. But a friend to confide in, one that would expect nothing of him, he could handle that. But alas no, surely that would not work. It had almost worked with Casia...