The Magical Herd

Alone again you fretted about being tracked by Marek's or Vedek's mares. It didn't really matter which one it was. What had started out as a dream-like fantasy is becoming more like a nightmare. Not that you'd been hurt by any of the leagi, nor even really overtly threatened. It didn't really seem like they wanted you dead, but they obviously wanted something.

Your thought are stopped dead as you nearly walk into Silne...no, this icy mare was different. It couldn't be...another of Marek's offspring? Well, you didn't want to find out and you try to slip by unnoticed. But the mare had obviously caught your scent and her head followed your movements. But she didn't attempt to approach you, and soon you could no longer see her through the thick foliage. Not that that meant much, anything could be lurking just a couple of feet away from you, and you wouldn't be able to see it.

You start walking faster...