The Magical Herd

Although the damaged land was transforming back into the healthy rainforest you first entered, Orma was still nervous. "Marek's reach is wide, we won't really be safe for some time." Every little sound or noise made the orange mare jump and skitter. You found that you were too numb, too afraid, to be jumpy.

Or so you thought. When the eerie black mare suddenly leapt out of the shadows you must have jumped higher than you ever had in your entire life. Blank glowing eyes gazed at the pair of you, flaming electric mane and tail flickered in the dull morning light.

Orma hissed and bared her fangs but the black mare remained unperturbed, she was focused entirely on you...or at least it seemed that way, her expressionless eyes made it hard to tell if she was looking at you, or through you. Those eyes...they were familiar somehow.

The black mare seemed satisfied, and turned to leave. Orma remained alert even once the mare had vanished. "Kolovzon's daughter. She's a strange one. No one knows if she belongs to a Pri~erd or not, and if she does, whether its Marek's, Vedek's or someone else's. Basically she just tends to give people the creeps."

Kolovzon, yes you remembered him. He was the one with the strange flat eyes you'd seen before. You ask the name of the mare.

"Rho," Orma replied. "Come on," she said with a shiver. "Let's get out of here before she decides to come back."