Phaedra enjoyed the skies, especially those over these waters in particular. It was here, that she had met her only friend. Truly, Tolio was her only friend. The only one she felt safe with, comfortable with. Returning here, even when he wasn't around, soothed her frantic and often frightened mind - as did being in the skies. Phae sighed audibly as the warmer air currents pulled on her feathers, rippling amongst them. Her knees were neatly tucked up into her chest, only lowering when she had to bank one way or the other. Her off-white mane and tail glistened in the light, which had turned much warmer as FrostFall had started to wane. What a relief she thought, as she glided. She was quite trim - she spent most of her days flying, and even more of that time often running away, so she was quite athletic. As such, there wasn't much fat on her body to protect her from this brutal cold. She was all too glad that it was almost over. But with the departure of FrostFall cam BirdSong...and each day that passed crossed off one more day she had to fulfill the God of the Earth's quest. She needed to find and introduce two, who would fall in love. It sounded utterly impossible to her. She was no matchmaker, so social butterfly...Ugh.

Far below, her cool green gaze spied what she believed to be a regular horse. Levi was covered right up to his head in water, effectively hiding his wings from her vantage point. That was fine. She liked horses, they couldn't follow her into the skies, should she need a quick escape. And men? Well, most were easily lured in by the hint of sex, and Phae played that lure to her advantage. She was naturally pretty - a sooty palomino with not-unpretty bird-catcher spotting. Her mane and tail might be a little ratty, but so what? She looked like a wild thing, and to some stallions, a thing to be tamed. To others, she was just a thing to have. Whatever they thought of her, usually they were protective of what they thought was theres, and so they kept her safe.

That was until Tolio anyways. He was so different, but still the same at the same time. She felt a pang of remorse in thinking of him, and her quest. She would never be able to find a suitable mate for him...not many who swung that way, as it were. As these thoughts drifted through her mind, she subconsciously had begun to fly closer and closer to shore - to where Levi was swimming up the coastline. She felt no fear - again, no reason around horses (or so she thought of him). She began to circle, getting lower and lower as she spiralled. "Hello down there!" She called pleasantly, still not noticing Levi's wings beneath the surface of the water.