Huh. Who or what could have elicted such a reaction from Lete? The question hangs in the back of your mind as you follow the trail. After awhile you notice that there are fainter paths branching off from the main trail. As if only one individual had created them. And there, at the far end of one, are splashes of purple against green.

Wandering away from the trail onto the side path, you come across a slim stallion. Long purple feathers sway slightly with the breeze. His head is faced away from you, yet a tenor voice is heard in wary greeting. "Sella li di. Valisna'ethen am I." He slowly turns to look at you with appraising eyes. "If you have other business then...?" You back away from him apologizing for intruding.

A flash of hurt enters and quickly dissapears from those eyes. Confused, you stop moving and give him questioning look. "Is it so wrong to want to spend time by myself? Not everyone enjoys the company of others... some are just loners. Can you understand that?" There's something almost wistful about him. And all you can do is nod, not knowing what words to say. As you leave you can't help but sneak one last glance, then turn away.