Upon returning home she found there was a vast emptiness to this land in which once held so many true hearts. Though it would be hard to outlive the past, and move on, not forgetting those that resided with them, they must do so. She would see to it that this land returned to it's normal face, and that the emerald plains would be dotted with wild ones. Fiery pelted vixen moves swiftly forth, coming out of a solid stature, flying down the hills in which she'd run that decline so many a time as a mere filly, and now here she was yet again, this time a full grown mare.

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