Areane’s father was a man who preferred his privacy and the grotto that the young pegasus grew up in was a reflection of that. It was well away from the other established family groups in Loess and most of the memories that the young mare can conjure are the adventures (or misadventures, depending on who was telling the tale) with her brother, Starros.
They had been so small when their cousin, Cheri, ascended the Southern throne. So young that she doesn’t even have a proper memory of the last Queen of Loess, but she knows of her, just as she knows of her predecessor, Lady Oceane. Tarian might have wanted to keep his children away from the Court while they had been young, but he would have done his best to make sure they weren’t ignorant of it or its members.
There were a few instances, though, where the twins had wandered. The slender female fixes her amethyst eyes on the gold-striped stallion, unable to place him and yet, there was something familiar about him. Her gaze lingers on his unusual markings before moving up towards the bright blue blaze - a lovely, vibrant color that made her think of the open sky in Loess - when he speaks again.
What the panda-bear-turned-stallion says surprises her and Areane’s head lifts a little as she steps back to look at the young male again, completely abandoning her quest to remove the rest of the leaves from her blue-sheened wings. "I am,” she says in the proud, clear lilt of a noble; though, there is something cautious on her dark face. Who he is is still unknown to her and it feels wrong that he should know her by sight when she does not.
But the vivid blue of his blaze tugs at her mind again, and then something clicks.
"Link,” she says, just as startled to find another Loessian as she is that she actually remembered the son of Oceane and Ledger. There is a momentary silence as shock begins to set in - because Areane had been looking for any trace she could find of her once-home - and here it was, as unexpected as a fair day in the bleak of winter. "What are you doing here?”
They had been so small when their cousin, Cheri, ascended the Southern throne. So young that she doesn’t even have a proper memory of the last Queen of Loess, but she knows of her, just as she knows of her predecessor, Lady Oceane. Tarian might have wanted to keep his children away from the Court while they had been young, but he would have done his best to make sure they weren’t ignorant of it or its members.
There were a few instances, though, where the twins had wandered. The slender female fixes her amethyst eyes on the gold-striped stallion, unable to place him and yet, there was something familiar about him. Her gaze lingers on his unusual markings before moving up towards the bright blue blaze - a lovely, vibrant color that made her think of the open sky in Loess - when he speaks again.
What the panda-bear-turned-stallion says surprises her and Areane’s head lifts a little as she steps back to look at the young male again, completely abandoning her quest to remove the rest of the leaves from her blue-sheened wings. "I am,” she says in the proud, clear lilt of a noble; though, there is something cautious on her dark face. Who he is is still unknown to her and it feels wrong that he should know her by sight when she does not.
But the vivid blue of his blaze tugs at her mind again, and then something clicks.
"Link,” she says, just as startled to find another Loessian as she is that she actually remembered the son of Oceane and Ledger. There is a momentary silence as shock begins to set in - because Areane had been looking for any trace she could find of her once-home - and here it was, as unexpected as a fair day in the bleak of winter. "What are you doing here?”