Even though she had hated the desert, she was not comfortable leaving it on her own. She did not like being away from her brother's side. It was not that she was frightened, but it was familiar. It was comfortable.
He was the only one she could stand without wanting to run away.
She was again in the academy. After having failed her first teacher. Perhaps she was harder to teach than anyone realized. Then again hadn't her brother had to get a new teacher as well? Yes, so she wasn't really the only one.
She turned her violet eyes here and there. Looking for the stallion. She already knew him, that was a plus I suppose. At least she knew who she was looking for. A strange pink boy that look more ragged than she felt in that horrid place. She waited, silently, not wanted to be too hasty. It wasn't really her style after all.
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