Indigo's eyes were closed, but he could see her still. Her white coat, her silver-white mane, and her beautiful silver eyes filled his mind. He took note of everything his senses could take in. Her scent, the sound of her heartbeat, the feel of the air. When he finally opened his eyes, he hugged her close. Don't worry Angel, our lips will meet again soon I promise. His eyes closed again. "I'll keep not just plants safe, but also you, Angel Feather."