*Daphne*

The air was crisp and cool. The light afternoon breeze danced around my neck, tickling my skin.

The early spring morning was invigorating, the vibrant leaves and flowers making the land of Thorn Forest appear even more alive.

I patted the neck of the young mare that I was riding on. We rarely rode horses, especially in the Light Realm, but the roads in these pack lands were more like walking paths, not fit for cars.

Alpha Cyrus had been ...