Sungila arrived at the designated meeting spot she and Rain had; a grassy meadow with a single tree overlooking the Lakota camp. They were to speak about Rain's wanting to leave with Spirit; a goodbye, of sorts. But when Sungila arrived, there was only a faint trace of Rain's scent, along with Spirit's, left.
*Where did you go?* Sungila whispered. As she was turning to leave, she heard a gunshot split the air and a familiar scream. Looking over the cliffside, Sungila saw her tobiano mare friend, Rain, crashing into the water as Spirit raced after her.
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I love this mare. SO much. You guys have NO idea. -squishes- o3o
Render/Sungila (c) Lucky (MYSELF)