where does the good go? {any}

[Malka]

Faith is the bird that feels the light

when the dawn is still dark.

It had been a long time since Malka had fathomed coming to the Field, but at her friend (and Queen)'s urging, she had decided to give it a shot. It was very early morning, well before most of the other horses were up and about when Malka decides to fly forth from her kingdom. It does not take the little bird long to reach the Field where she finds a position among the trees surrounding the currently empty meadow. Once she feels she is safe from stranger's eyes, she quickly shifts back into her equine form - a bay and white paint mare - before venturing out of the woods. Many horses who did not understand the shifter were scared of her abilities, and so, she was prone to hiding them from those who did not know her well.

She had barely made it into the Field though when a voice behind her calls out to her. She turns slowly, at first worried that the voice had seen her shifting and was about to begin the inevitable number of questions that tended to come along after seeing such a show, but still she completes her turn and faces the horse behind her. "Hello, there," she greets the other horse, quickly seeing the horse behind her was a mare. A small smile slips to her features as the mare's finer lineage and dappled gray coloring reminded her of her own mother - a mare Malka had not seen in many, many seasons and had long ago presumed dead.

"My name is Malka,", she says with a quick bob of her painted head. "And who might you be?" she questions after a short pause. Her nostrils flare slowly, taking in the dense fog filled air around her. She took a few steps forward so that they would be in closer communicating range and as she did, the smell of foreign lands reached her nostrils. There were few places in Beqanna that Malka had never visited (the Gates being one of them), but she still recognized their scents when they presented themselves. This mare though did not smell of anywhere that Malka was familiar with and so, she was left wandering what sort of stranger she had before her.

Malka

immortal, quetzal-shifting Lekh, Kosi & Erinak of the 'Zons