Lionheart frowned, knowing that he didnt have any way of communicating really. She thought back to a tone when she was very little, remembering her mom giving her mint leaves to chew on when her stomach hurt. "Is it your stomach?" she asked.
Comet shook his mane as he galloped onto a hill staring down at a mare and a stallion *Lion and Zura*. The colt snorted and tossed his head back before lowering to graze.
"Worry about you," Lionheart finished for him. She nudged his nose, then set off down the ridge. She got down and found herself in a canyon. She found a forest, and figured she would start looking there. She whinnied again, calling for Chry.