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[Catryn]

At first, Catryn had been given her eyesight and her wings had been lost. It had not felt like much of a lost because she had needed to learn how to adjust. She had learned quickly that the darkness was not how the world normally is and it had felt like a blessing. A way to ease her into the new world she had discovered. And then the sun had returned. It had been frightening at first - Catryn had actually hidden in the forest for the first few days - but then it became wonderful. Her eyes had burned and it was completely overwhelming and she enjoyed every minute of it. Her favourite hobby was just standing or lying (when she got so overwhelmed she couldn’t even stand) and just watching. It didn’t matter if no one wandered by, there was just so much happening. The sway of the grass in the sunlight that she had only felt. The movement of clouds across the sky. The flint of light on the surface of water or leaves. The stars. She’s finally stopped crying whenever she catches something new, at least. Or, so she thinks. Today is another day spent observing, a blissful smile on her face. There’s a new halo above her head, faint in the light of day, and her sunlight wings have returned though she’s been so busy just looking at everything that she hasn’t practiced flying again even though she should. As if summoned by those thoughts, a familiar scent comes to her. She closes her eyes to focus on it, and when she opens them again she begins to walk, following it as best as she can but the scents of different horses cross each other. After a while, there’s a white-patched pegasus ahead - she’s coming up behind him and she thinks… is that him?  She pauses, hesitates, tilting her head - but decides there’s nothing for it. If it’s not him, no harm, right? She’ll know as soon as he speaks if it's the same kind voice she thinks of often. “Targaryen?”

@[Targaryen]