08-23-2016, 08:30 PM
Eiria could not have been more joyous than by the time she'd reached her second year of life. Her dam had promised her moons ago, when she was a filly, that when she reached the age of two, she would be allowed to venture far beyond the boundaries of the Falls territory to explore the other kingdoms, find out which one she might like to call a future home if she chose to leave the safety of her herd. The champagne filly had eagerly requested her dam's permission to go to the Valley, to check things out, see what she thought of the place.
Given that Anahi had been preoccupied with raising Aten, her newest foal, it was understandable that the mare had the urge to go back on her offer, try to resist letting Eiria go out on her own because she wanted to be there to protect her. After Sirana had left to go join (or rather, being forced to join) Phaedrus' herd, Anahi was highly wary about what her children got themselves into. Despite the fact that Eiria had a good head on her shoulders, it didn't stop the mare from making Eiria promise that she'd be careful, and return to the Falls before making a definite decision.
Eiria had hastily accepted the offer, if only so she could hurry off to the Valley to see what the kingdom was like. On her way, she observed the changing environment around her, and was awestruck by what lay ahead when she reached the borders of the kingdom.
Despite the rocky terrain, from what she could see, a sea of grass expanded out before her. The mountains framing the only way into the territory limited her vision, but she didn't need to see it all. Not yet anyways. Tall trees jotted up from the ground with trunks so thick that a beaver would work for days to chew through them. Some of the vegetation formed thick pockets so it appeared more dense in certain areas, but that only made it seem more unique to the optimistic filly. From her point of view, it seemed that there was a large patch of grass that formed a large meadow of sorts; probably some sort of meeting place, much like the one the Falls had when Kreios summoned the residents.
All in all, from what she could see, the place was beautiful. However, she did not expect what she smelled next. The wind shifted direction, and the filly's nostrils flared, picking up on a scent of a creature she'd only heard about in bedtime stories from her dam. Even if she didn't know what this creature she smelled actually looked like, the instincts within her told her so... it was a wolf.
Knowing she had to be careful, Eiria calmly walked closer to the border, keeping a wary eye out for any of the wolves. Not seeing any of them, and figuring that the wind had just carried the scents a long way, the filly got as close to the border as she dared.
Would she cross it? Would she do so and risk the consequences? Well, if she did get caught, she'd just explain the truth of why she was there, and if they tried to punish her, well... she was fast, so she'd hopefully outrun them. Lifting a hoof tenderly, the champagne filly edged into the kingdom, her eyes wide and bright with wonder as she looked around the wonderful place before her while staying near the border in case she needed to run.
Given that Anahi had been preoccupied with raising Aten, her newest foal, it was understandable that the mare had the urge to go back on her offer, try to resist letting Eiria go out on her own because she wanted to be there to protect her. After Sirana had left to go join (or rather, being forced to join) Phaedrus' herd, Anahi was highly wary about what her children got themselves into. Despite the fact that Eiria had a good head on her shoulders, it didn't stop the mare from making Eiria promise that she'd be careful, and return to the Falls before making a definite decision.
Eiria had hastily accepted the offer, if only so she could hurry off to the Valley to see what the kingdom was like. On her way, she observed the changing environment around her, and was awestruck by what lay ahead when she reached the borders of the kingdom.
Despite the rocky terrain, from what she could see, a sea of grass expanded out before her. The mountains framing the only way into the territory limited her vision, but she didn't need to see it all. Not yet anyways. Tall trees jotted up from the ground with trunks so thick that a beaver would work for days to chew through them. Some of the vegetation formed thick pockets so it appeared more dense in certain areas, but that only made it seem more unique to the optimistic filly. From her point of view, it seemed that there was a large patch of grass that formed a large meadow of sorts; probably some sort of meeting place, much like the one the Falls had when Kreios summoned the residents.
All in all, from what she could see, the place was beautiful. However, she did not expect what she smelled next. The wind shifted direction, and the filly's nostrils flared, picking up on a scent of a creature she'd only heard about in bedtime stories from her dam. Even if she didn't know what this creature she smelled actually looked like, the instincts within her told her so... it was a wolf.
Knowing she had to be careful, Eiria calmly walked closer to the border, keeping a wary eye out for any of the wolves. Not seeing any of them, and figuring that the wind had just carried the scents a long way, the filly got as close to the border as she dared.
Would she cross it? Would she do so and risk the consequences? Well, if she did get caught, she'd just explain the truth of why she was there, and if they tried to punish her, well... she was fast, so she'd hopefully outrun them. Lifting a hoof tenderly, the champagne filly edged into the kingdom, her eyes wide and bright with wonder as she looked around the wonderful place before her while staying near the border in case she needed to run.