"Hey wait," Hawk calls as the stallion runs off. After a quick moment he chases after him. Why? He didn't know.

Silver disappears as if he wasn't there at all quickly losing hawk and has learned how to disappear as a fog and mist comes to hide him.

He stops and looks around for the stallion. The fog wrapped around him and he couldn't see anything around him. Hawk slowly walked around and soon finds his way back to the meadow.

Silver disappears as if he wasn't there at all quickly losing hawk and has learned how to disappear as a fog and mist comes to hide him.

He muttered something under his breath as he lost the stallion in the fog. "Alone again," he says to himself as he walks back to the meadow, his voice sounded slightly disappointed.

Silver starts appearing and disappearing like a ghost sometimes only being half seen by any horses or humans in the area and becomes a legend and a prize.

A few weeks go by and Hawk wonders what happened to the stallion. "Probably ran off with a herd or something," he muttered to himself as he grazed in the clearing.

Silver walks into the clearing again appearing as the fog clears and approaches hawk.

His ears flick and he lifts his head up and looks at the stallion, his ears flicked forward then went back some.

Silver becomes more real as the fog dissipates as well as the mist and clouds and the sun shines on his silver coat making him look cream colored with a silvery mane and tail that would look like the spray of a waterfall when he gallops and light dapples can be seen on his coat now as Silver stops and hopes hawk Will come to him.