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Finally, the gold-skinned girl has worked up enough courage to step away from the forest and seek out those that share this home with her. She has been intending to do it for quite some time now, but the lush jungle was too intoxicating to ignore. Her magic swelled within her, making her heart sing with joy at all hours of the day, whether she was awake or asleep. She had created a small nook for herself where she liked to nap, far enough away from any of the rivers of lava that she could pretend they did not exist. Flowers of every colour she could think of surrounded her between two trees, every night a new vine of her own creation brought in something new.
Some glowed softly, providing her some relief from the darkness.
Isilya wanders idly through the forest, her green and hazel eyes bright with a smile as she does - utterly at peace even as she hopes the peaceful quiet will be interrupted by the voice of another. She’s spent far too much time on her own.
Just when she’s starting to wonder if she can, or should, use her magic to find someone else - a call interrupts her thoughts. There’s the slightest of hesitation, because she wonders if it might be for someone that isn’t her, but quickly brushes away that thought. If it is, she can simply say hi and then be on her way! No harm done at all.
After a little bit of weaving through the trees (and a little bit of luck) Isilya finds a winged stallion standing near the borders of Tephra. Not knowing whether this is who called out - but also not caring because she was just so happy to see someone else - a cheerful “Hello!” is called out before her as she makes her way over. “I’m Isilya. Are you the one who called out a moment ago?”
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image by Reitro
@[Rouhi]
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