Her face turned to a worried frown as she notices the wind change directions so unnaturally. "The shamal," she whispers in a frightened tone. "Come Shanai, we must make sure everyone gets to the palace safely before the sandstorm hits," she says firmly. She was determined not to let the sandstorm take her people, as it had her family.

Shanai notices the wind's transition, and snorts nervously. Had this not happened to her before? She did not want to stay out in the stinging sand, she wanted to be someplace safe, someplace warm. Prancing slightly, she settles down at Aphrodite's firm voice. Feeling the nudge in her ribs, she begins to canter toward's Isabella and Argon, hating to interrupt their romance, but knows it must be done.