[private] Living On the Edge; Breckin

[Ilma]

A little breeze goes a long way

The days are slowly warming; spring is not too far away now. Birds have returned, snow is no longer falling although the air may still be cold. She’s loosing her winter fur now, and she knows it won’t be to lo long. Her belly heavy, Ilma is not one to move away far from home at this point - but she is prone to wander, even if her wings cannot carry two at the moment. Instead she discovers all there is to know in the territory; the lake as a centerpiece is great, but it has several streams (now rivers with the melting mountain snow feeding them), and she has followed them each. For fear of her and the child’s safety she does not go too far, staying within borders and within calling distance - she does not want to be a mountain lion’s easy meal. The white mare slowly works her way through Hyaline this; grazing, slowly, and meeting others on her way sometimes too. Today she follows the only river out of the lake; the one that will end in the riverland to the north-east, the place where Hyaline and Nerine meet on common ground. She sometimes wonders what Nerine is like; she is told it is full of other women, where Hyaline is small. But Nerine is a warrior kingdom, not a sanctuary like this one. Ilma could never truly belong.