Kota's healing magic is still fresh and tingling across her skin as she apperates in Tephra's grassland. Will hadn't wanted to waste a moment of her lent strength in Silver Cove, not when she knew she would need most of her energy for the journey at the speed of light to the far side of Beqanna.
With a shake of her head, she opens her eyes as she steps out of her dream, noting with a slight grimace how close she was to lava stream.
Dawn's light had been warming the eastern sky when she left her mothers' kingdom, but Tephra seems to still have an hour or so of darkness left. Tephra was never truly dark though, not compared to a winter night in the mountains, and she picks her way across the lush meadow with ease, even if the paths and dips of the land are unfamiliar to her.
Her loose walk halts as she reaches the flow of lava carving it's way across the grassland, the fluorescent glow painting the mahogany of her pelt brilliant as flame. The heat stings the delicate skin around her muzzle and eyes, but she doesn't pull away.
The antlered mare watches the lazy current of molten earth, her thoughts turning over her still less than concrete reasons for her visit. Rhae and Raul were both on this side of the world, and for some reason it felt like she should be too.
— soul as sweet as blood red jam —
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