The white mare, Lilac, wandered along the lands, a slight swagger to her walk. Her eyes scanned her new surroundings, a small shiver passing through her slender frame. These lands were certainly cooler than her old home. She shook her head, doing her best to scatter the thoughts of her own home. She wouldn't think of it, she wouldn't think of them. It was all in the past, just a faint memory that she was struggling to forget. She nickered softly, her ears flicking back and forth in preparation for the comming stallions.