He saw her there, a fiery coated yet soft and now heart broken pheonix..laying infront of a grave surrounded by the flowers she had endlessly planeted and let bloom to cover any area around that stone holding as a symbol for someone,someone so very dear to her..it looked old,and worn..this grief had clearly been here for a long time and yet she was on her last stand..praying to something,to someone.

Bucephalus watched as the mare pushed her face into the grass and flowers as if it could soothe the sobbing she was enduring, but no amount of those tears could do anything but grow those soft petals..it would not bring him back, her child..her son..who she had lost way too soon.
the cunning and twisted stallion approached the red roans side with silence echoing in his usual cold demeanor, watching her but giving her the space she clearly needed to get out the last of her sorrow atleast for this day.

The only thing that broke the silence besides her gentle sobs was when he softly spoke to her,with one sentance alone that could change her life. ''I promise to bring him back to you..if you follow me''