Northstar Vale She rides

They said sadness wasn't permanent, but the scars it left were. Just like the one she sported on her eyes. But these scars were on her heart and soul, something she valued more. She watched the sky, saw the clouds rolling by, but there was no indication that Burke was watching. That he was even there.

Her sad yellow eyes sought the source of a greeting, landing on Delight's rather sad features as well. She whined back, ears drooping over her skull. She was a mess right now and she'd rather not let anyone see.