Alora had been keeping her distance from the valley. In the daytime hours she was hidden in the forest and only came out at night. She was upset....well that may not have been the right word for it. She had wondered why Rahu had disappeared, and one night she chanced to catch sight of him. Following him, intending to speak with him, she had seen his meeting with Aruna. At first she laughed at how he tortured the mare, but her face quickly went from a delighted smirk to sheer shock. It almost seemed as if he had feelings for this mare....that was when she left. She was in turmoil, yes that was the word. She had not realized the feelings that had grown in her for him...how could she let herself be weakened by a stallion? She sighed softly as she cantered into the valley, stopping by the lake for a drink. She stared at the moon as it bathed upon her and danced on the mirror-like glassy surface of the water. She wondered if he stole and broke many hearts. Perhaps there was a part in her that desired to be loved and accepted...wanted....until now she had not realized it...or perhaps she denied it. Either way it was clear she had to nurse a broken heart...and perhaps it was time to grow up and explore what she really wanted in life instead of these silly games. What had they really gotten or done for her anyways?
