(this is from Moon's perspective)
My eyes snapped open. I raised my head slowly. My heart pounded and my mind raced. The dream had come. The dream that had left me in peace for so long, was back. I shivered, even though it wasn't cold. I looked around for Dancer. I saw the unfamiliar landscape. Where am I? I wondered. Then it hit me. It all came back in order. First I heard the sounds of the screaming gulls, then the feeling of over-whelming terror, then the silence and the dark, then the beach and Wysteria. I got to my feet and stumbled a bit but steadied myself. I looked around for someone to talk to. My dark, blue-black mane blew in the wind and my blue body shown a briliant sapphire in the sunlight. The white half-moon on my cheek glowed in the sun's rays. I realized for the first time that I was almost a head taller than Dancer. My mane and tail had become thick, and I was alomst the color of the ocean. My body was heavy-set, almost as a draft horse, only more lithe and without feathered feet. I am almost like . . . , no it couldn't be I thought to myself. I shook the thought away and gazed out over the ocean. I felt almost a connection with it. I quickly snapped out of it and looked for Wysteria.
Over on a hill, Wysteria could be seen in her horse form. Her brilliant white coat stood out, her mane flowing in the wind. She grazed quietly, munching on the suculent grass.