The dimly lit expanse of glittering white is a blissful surprise to her, a new and quite mysterious place she had not even heard of.
The large brown stature moves with ease as she crosses onto the blank landscape, her large paws shaping the snow beneath her, creating large prints of bear claws.
The mother remains cautious, it isn't particularly common to be met with stark silence, only the sound of whirling winds and tree bark filling the hushed contents of the land.
The sky above is now littered with dark grey flocks of feathery clouds, filled with the scent of rain as they formed above the island, the female halts quietly now, the harsh wind now battering his bristly fur, the soft contents of her face disrupted by the ice-cold weather.
A soft grumble now grows warmer as it nears the female, the skies above shouting, calling out in joy, or perhaps the opposite.
Small speckles of rain quickly transform into snowflakes, a large volume now cascading down from the sky toward the female, she stands smiling, delighted as everything continues around her.
The soft melodic grumble quickly transforms into a ground-shaking howl, flashing bolts of lightning striking down on the carpet of snow, creating a magnificent show of lights as the weather passes along the island.
Caelestra simply sits and watches, the cold doesn't particularly bother her anyway, she is more interested in the show, a beautiful parade of power ready to be taken in by the audience.
The female is lost in thought, too busy thinking over recent events to pay attention to where she was, so lost in the moment, only snapping back when everything grew quiet, the soft rumble in the distance now escaping to terrorise new lands, a quiet peace emerging as the canvas above created a new image, now painted with stars and the entrance of lights, green and blue and dancing along the night sky, winding in and out of stars and wrapping around the moon, reflecting off of the snow, displaying itself magnificently.
Caelestra now gently returns to her equine form, the markings on her side resembling those that lay painted in the sky, a smile forming across her muzzle as she calls out softly, perhaps ready to meet a few residents of this mysterious island.
