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Always Knew This Day Would Come - Aleta - 07-02-2016 The sun shone brightly overhead as Aleta touched down in the Dragon's Throat. She wore a slight frown on her delicate features; the marking along her neck sparked angrily. The sands were empty, giving the girl pause: it wasn't as though she could simply waltz in unannounced. Having parents who have both been herd leaders at some point had taught Aleta the value of diplomacy. She was not one to act first and apologize later - no, the little lightning girl was polite to a fault, refusing to act without first having weighed the consequences of her actions. She had heard of the stallion that ruled the Dragon's Throat, and the consequences of an unannounced entry here could be dire. Though she had plans to embark on a journey to all four herdlands, this was not such a visit. She had not come to the Dragon's Throat for fun - she had come to find her mother. Sohalia had been absent for long periods, leaving a very frustrated daughter behind. Abandonment did not suit the young filly, and though she had her father to comfort her, she found herself wondering more and more what kept her mother from returning home. Little did she know that the Transcended had another family, another herd, another life that her lightning daughter was not a part of. Whenever Aleta wonder where her mother had gone, she was enveloped in a writhing mass of emotion: anger, for her mother had left her behind; insecurity, for she must not be good enough to keep her mother around; guilt, for she must have done something to drive Sohalia away. The onslaught was, at least in part, what had driven her to sneak away from the Hidden Falls and take flight for the Dragon's Throat. Though the girl was developing strict control over her emotions (let it show, she reasoned, and she would only end up hurt), she had not yet found herself able to just set aside the betrayal of Sohalia's absence. And so she paused upon the dunes, staring across the sands, glancing now and then to the clear blue sky. She fluttered her wings, then folded them; she shifted her weight, uncomfortable under the harsh glare of the sun. At least it wasn't windy - she was loathe to find out what the sting of sand would feel like upon her tender flesh. She waited, patient and impatient all at once, wondering who it would be that greeted her. "Talk." @Gaucho RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Gaucho - 07-14-2016
@Aleta RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Aleta - 07-14-2016 And then a comet fell out of the sky. Aleta shied away, startled; fine grains of sand, tossed into the air by the meteor and flung at her bodice by gravity, stung her flank. A hiss of pain escaped her clenched teeth. Though she had grown more comfortable with being oversensitive to the world around her, there were certain sensations that could still take her by surprise. Most of the time, these surprises were not pleasant. "Girl." The voice was brusque, though not unpleasant, and Aleta shuffled shyly towards its source. He spoke again, drawing her gaze upward (and upward, and upward) until it came to rest upon a stallion who could only be Gaucho the WildFire. He was tall (particularly to a filly of naught but a year) and muscular, with fire dancing along his folded wings. The girl swallowed hard, suddenly feeling small and insignificant beneath his gaze. The Sultan of the Dragon's Throat was nothing like the (former) Czar of the Hidden Falls, and suddenly Aleta didn't know how to proceed. "N-no, sir," she responded suddenly, having realized that she had been staring at him for too long to be appropriate. Then, she remembered that she was (had been?) a princess, and of an allied herd. She drew herself up, pulling a smile onto her face. Her head dipped respectfully. "You - you're Gaucho, aren't you? The WildFire." Her eyes shone with interest. "My father told me about you and your herd - oh!" she exclaimed then, sheepish. "I'm so sorry, I am Aleta, of the Hidden Falls. Kaj the Aurelight is my father." "Talk." @Gaucho RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Gaucho - 07-14-2016
@Aleta RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Aleta - 07-16-2016 As the moments ticked steadily by, Aleta found herself growing more comfortable in the WildFire's presence. He may be a massive stallion, well known across Helovia for his prowess on the battlefield and his ferocity as a Sultan, but there was a certain gentleness about him that set the young girl at ease. She could easily imagine him to be a doting father, what with the way he lowered his antlered skull to peer at her, a cheerful grin splitting his muzzle as she mentioned her father. Aleta returned the gesture shyly, a bashful smile creeping onto her face in spite of herself. Gaucho wasn't so bad, after all. Nor was the desert, now that the sudden gust of wind from the stallion's descent had dispersed. It was hot, to be sure - but that was only to be expected. It was also dry and quiet, a far cry from the wet, loud falls that surrounded her at home. Dunes stretched, shimmering in the sun, as far as the eye could see. In the distance, towards the center of the island, the girl could just barely make out a tinge of green. She realized that she shouldn't be surprised - the citizens here had to eat something, after all - but it was a marvel to her all the same. Perhaps she would be invited in, to see and learn more of this odd land and those who inhabited it. But that would have to wait. Aleta had come here on a mission, one that she would not be easily dissuaded from. As the phoenix swirled and trilled happily above her head and the snake hissed warily from Gaucho's antlers, Aleta steeled her resolve. She had come all this way and was fully prepared to be disappointed again, unable to find her mother or confront her about her absence. Still, Cera had seemed quite certain that Sohalia could be found in the Dragon's Throat. "I've been looking for my mother," she told the stallion softly, a wistfulness entering her childish tones. "Her name is Sohalia, and I was told that she had been seen here recently? I don't suppose you've seen her? She's grey, with big white wings and one green and one blue eye -" Aleta stopped herself sure that she was babbling, looking hopefully at the flaming stallion before her. "Please, sir, do you know where she is?" "Talk." @Gaucho RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Gaucho - 07-16-2016
@Aleta RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Aleta - 07-16-2016 Although Aleta prided herself on being a particularly astute child, one who had gleaned a great deal of knowledge from her father, she was oblivious to the war waging within Gaucho's mind. Instead, she was focused on carrying herself as the daughter of a former Czar should. Kaj - and the rest of Helovia - did not seem to be particularly concerned with formality, but there was a certain pressure that the girl felt to portray herself as intelligent, mature, and capable. To be the daughter of a powerful warrior and leader was to be faced with expectations, among which was the ability to interact well with all other leaders. She would prove to herself that she was worthy of her father's name. Sourly, she wondered if anyone would even know of her mother here. After all, the Transcended seemed to have a penchant for disappearing. On other days, at other times, the young girl had wondered if it was something that she had done. Her parents, she knew, had never been in love. Theirs had been a coupling of something else (desperation, necessity, loneliness), and though she was not privy to details (which was quite fine with her), she knew that it had been a one-time thing. It had never bothered her, not really - she had never had impressed upon her the so-called importance of one mate and one mate only - but it grated on her nerves that her mother had taken up residence in the Falls only to leave as soon as Aleta could survive on her own. There was no other explanation: it had to be her. As Gaucho spoke her mother's title, Aleta lit up. "Yes, yes! That's her!" she exclaimed, her ears pricking forward hopefully. "Is she here?" "Talk." @Gaucho - it's a little dark but definitely not illegible! :3 It fits the table. RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Gaucho - 07-16-2016
@Aleta RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Aleta - 07-16-2016 Just as the girl had begun to worry that perhaps Sohalia wasn't here - that somehow she had just missed her, that the mare had disappeared from here, too - the dark stallion spoke. Aleta revealed a brilliant smile, her gratefulness lighting her delicate features. The lightning along her neck sparked suddenly, flickering and waving along her skin. So her mother was here! And helping with a church, no less. Perhaps that explained the mare's absence - if she had been commissioned by the Dragon's Throat, or... She still could have told Aleta and Kaj, but at least her absence was beginning to make sense. "Oh, thank you!" she sighed happily. "I've been searching for her all season!" Her thoughts were not on what she did or did not know about her mother, though the information that Gaucho offered her was new. There was a vague, distant knowledge of her mother's crafting magic, but that was it - it had never been something that the Transcended had acted on or shown her daughter. The girl looked in the direction that the stallion had indicated. As he seemed to be waving her on her way, she prepared to make her way across the sands. Aleta turned to Gaucho, bowing her head respectfully to him. "Thank you ever so much, sir," she told him. "I will be sure to ask her to introduce me." She hesitated. "I'm sure that my father would be grateful to you for helping me. Please, if there's anything that we can do for you or your herd..." She trailed off with a smile, the invitation unspoken as she realized that it was probably not a new one. With a final nod, the girl set off across the dunes, making her way towards the partially-constructed church and, finally, her mother. "Talk." @Gaucho - good place to end? RE: Always Knew This Day Would Come - Gaucho - 07-16-2016
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