04-18-2018, 12:21 PM
Solace dreams of gathered dead, of soil made fertile at the expense of the living, and these dreams startle her into bleary-eyed wakefulness. Fall has come, bringing the cool night air which will soon change the foliage and sweep away summers blossoms. This chill seeps past Solace's summer coat and into her bones as she lies in the emptiness of her maple grove. The dew has already fallen, covering her as it does all organic matter, and she rises to shake away the damp and her unsettling dreams alike. Dawn will break soon, and when it does the spectral queen will be in the sky to meet it.
She is not a dreamer by nature; she is practical and she would rather think than feel. But rarely does she get what she wants, despite her title, for she has a habit of asking too much.
But for now, she has a request which should be a simple one- she wants Kagerus.
Hyaline's Protector is a far-traveling woman. A woman of action who carries the scent of every corner of Beqanna on her bone-and-blood coat. Her many absences had not gone unnoticed by the winged caretaker.
Kagerus seems to bee off on one of these self-appointed missions today. Solace spends the day in flight, gliding between mountain peaks and mentally noting the location of many of Hyaline's residents - especially the new refugees. Things seem to be peaceful in The Sanctuary and no newcomers appear in the foothills... that is until the sun begins to dip low.
Solace is about to turn away from the no-mans-land outside Hyaline, to give up her patrol in favor of her twin (if he has not already found a companion for the night) when movement catches her eye.
Kagerus.
Without a second thought, she alters her course. A melodic call leaves her as she flys towards the filly and Hyaline's Protector, surprised but happy to greet them. She lands delicately on a soft piece of earth between the stones, before closing the distance at a trot. "Welcome back," she says as she approaches with her eyes locked on Kagerus'. Solace is struck by the inadequacy of those words to express what she truly meant, and she accentuates them with a brief touch of her muzzle to Kagerus' dark cheek before her attention turns to the filly.
"Hello," She says to the child, as she extends her muzzle to exchange scents in the familiar way of her ancestors. "I'm Solace, whats your name?"
She is not a dreamer by nature; she is practical and she would rather think than feel. But rarely does she get what she wants, despite her title, for she has a habit of asking too much.
But for now, she has a request which should be a simple one- she wants Kagerus.
Hyaline's Protector is a far-traveling woman. A woman of action who carries the scent of every corner of Beqanna on her bone-and-blood coat. Her many absences had not gone unnoticed by the winged caretaker.
Kagerus seems to bee off on one of these self-appointed missions today. Solace spends the day in flight, gliding between mountain peaks and mentally noting the location of many of Hyaline's residents - especially the new refugees. Things seem to be peaceful in The Sanctuary and no newcomers appear in the foothills... that is until the sun begins to dip low.
Solace is about to turn away from the no-mans-land outside Hyaline, to give up her patrol in favor of her twin (if he has not already found a companion for the night) when movement catches her eye.
Kagerus.
Without a second thought, she alters her course. A melodic call leaves her as she flys towards the filly and Hyaline's Protector, surprised but happy to greet them. She lands delicately on a soft piece of earth between the stones, before closing the distance at a trot. "Welcome back," she says as she approaches with her eyes locked on Kagerus'. Solace is struck by the inadequacy of those words to express what she truly meant, and she accentuates them with a brief touch of her muzzle to Kagerus' dark cheek before her attention turns to the filly.
"Hello," She says to the child, as she extends her muzzle to exchange scents in the familiar way of her ancestors. "I'm Solace, whats your name?"