Moonstone trudged through the sand, feeling like she would never find water. The sand was sticking to her coat making her feel itchy and unconfertable. She walked on hoping to come across a pond or some sorce of water. Hours passed. Finaly a little ways off was an oasis. She galloped toward it and stopped taking big gulps of water. Not noticing the horse laying a few feet away. After she finished drinking, she took a few bites of grass and stood there finaly noticing the stallion rolling in the grass. She nickered a greeting and stood there seeing if he knew she was there.

Ice shooked her mane and sand flicked out of it. Her and her son, Star, had been travelling for while in the desert. Sand was crusted all over her and the heat of the sun was getting to her. Her breed was use to hot climbs, the originated in the desert, but she wasn't use to it. Star was trotting around, not liking how his hooves slid in the unstable ground. He was thirsty and tired and wanted to stop, but his mother warned him a sandstorm could start up at any time, so they had to keep alert. "Mom! When are we gunna find water!" he whined. Ice snorted. "Sooner then yout hink honey." But she was unsure, not one signed of life out here yet, and definitely no water.

star whinnied excitedly and race forward. ice flicked her ears and looked up. Water! She bolted after Star, a new strength in her legs. They both plunged into the cool liquid. Ice took large gulps as star rolled around in the shallow, getting the sand out of his coat.

Ice looked up and froze. There were other horses here. Alarm spread through her and she was about to bolt away when the stallion asked a question. She still stood in the water still as a rock, deciding what to say when Star just rushed ahead. "Yes we are! we have been travelling for days in this awful place!" He whinnied.

Star grinned, happy the stallion was joking around with him. Ice still seemed tense, unsure of what to make of both these new equines.

I was glad that the colt would relax and smile at me. I sniffed at him, wanting to memorize his scent so that I would not forget him later. I looked back to the mare who must be his mother. I wondered why she looked so wary. I smiled at her with soft encouragement.

Ice looked at the stallion and saw him smile softly at her. She returned it and brought her ears forward, easing up. Star also extended his neck and sniffed at the base of his neck. Then Ice collected herself and moved closer. "We are searching for a home actually. We lost our old one."

"A home," I ask curiosly, "Losing a home is not a good thing." I looked at the mare as she stood closer to me. "If you seek refuge, even just temporarily, I will offer you a stay in my home her."