La Shaklan searches for the lost one

[*La*Shaklan*]

A white silhouette cantered through the land. She stopped abruptly and looked out over the vast horizon. She had been traveling for days without rest. She lay her weary body down in the cool slick grass and sniffed in the sweet scent of wild flowers seeping into her nostrils in soft wisps. She lay her aching head down and soon drifted off into an unknown world where she didn't have to worry and every one knew who she was. La Shaklan daughter of El Shaklan and Hal Sheena. Also sister of Isis, who is the heir of Sheenala.

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Who do who seek? A red-gold mare asks sheepishly from under a tree nearby.

[~*Isis*~]

Driven by anger a white mare, almost identical to the one sleepling there, bolted up an over the hill. Her feet kicked up the soft meadow dirt. Al all of a sudden, as if she had been struck by lightning, she stoped, sliding to a stop, and almost loosing her footing. She was staring at the sleeping figure infront of her. She let out a wild scream to awaked the mare.

"Awake, hail your future queen, and rise!" she screamed, rearing up to full height.

Her sister had found her at last. This cry was a call to her younger sister, La Shaklan. Her younger sibling had somehow inherited her fathers name, so she, Isis, had always teased her for not being the heir. This was to awaken not only La Shaklan, but their past life.