She figured it would happen sooner or later, but not to someone as young as her. Her future was so promising and bright when she was a colt. She was too young to be experiencing the so called mid life crisis, but here she was lost in her thoughts as she wandered around without direction. She moved only when the weather or elements demanded it. She wasn't quite sure she was though if she had to, she could backtrack or rely on her birds to find her way home.

Home. A concept that eluded her. She had met the milestones that all kin talked about.