11-06-2019, 05:42 PM
to the lonely sea and sky
Oceane soars high above Loess, where the atmosphere thins and her limbs numb in the early winter cold. She's naught but an opal speck glimmering in a baby blue sky as her golden eyes slide with appreciation over the vast expanse of Beqanna sprawled out far below her. She inhales deeply, holding the crisp air in her lungs as her satin wings stretch wide and she coasts.
With nowhere to go and nothing to do, the violet pegasi settles comfortably into her midday wanderings, allowing the gentle breeze to coax her in whichever direction it desires. Her amber gaze hops from sage-colored patches of salt-brush to teal hot springs, to the gauzy wisps of steam that rise from the mirror-smooth lakes where they have not yet succumbed to a thin blanket of blue-gray ice.
It's there that Oceane's bright, insightful eyes settle on overo splashes and feathered wings. Curious, the pegasi woman coasts in a large circle and allows the air to catch her extended wings as it carries her gracefully lower until she can better inspect the frame of the unfamiliar equine.
The air warms, though not exponentially, as Oceane descends until finally her gleaming opaline wings give four forceful undulations to slow her impact with the frost-dusted ground. Pulling her feathered appendages in and folding them neatly against her bluish sides like the world's softest blanket, she pivots her muscled body to face the horse she'd seen from the sky.
Appreciatively, Oceane inspects the other woman's wings and high-reaching antlers as her own purple hooves carry her rhythmically towards the stranger. "Hello there," the new Loessian says succinctly, though not unkindly, as she comes to rest at the lakeside near the overo woman.
Considering the vast number of equine Oceane had seen coming in and departing across the borders of Loess over the past month, she is yet unsure of whether the one who stands before her is a resident or not. She had come to discover that quite a few residents of the other kingdoms would visit simply to hold court with Castile, even if only for a few minutes, before again disappearing across the border.
"I am Oceane. Do you live here?" She is inquisitive, and while the opalescent pegasi can usually be too nosy for her own good, the feeling of contentment with her new home has settled down the bloodhound within her if only for the time being.
i must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by