The ice reflected the snow, and sky making it a rich cyan. If it were not for few rainbows she had seen she would not have known what to call it other than blue. Captivated by the natural structure her eyes slipped over the it with much precision, taking in the frozen ripples to the unblemished smooth curve. If she were a child she would have thought she was looking at the world's biggest piece of glass. Lips twitched if to form a faint smile, but there was a distant sound of something meeting ground. It was then her body would tense, muscles becoming stone still as the arch itself. Ever slowly, she would draw her black face to the open space to see who was before her. Nightmares were about to become reality.


The same height as Mauja, and also marked with a pale coat was a huge Pegasus with chestnut wings, the color of rich bark, to prove it. Curved nostrils quivered, but her thick pillars made no move. Fuzzy black ears,however, tipped at his greeting which seemed rather decent, perhaps even friendly. The tip of his cran, she briefly lost all sense because there was no way in hell a winged had done that to her. The truth was if Faelene had known a Pegasus had been above her, she would have possibly been torn between coming unglued or standing like a pathetic bunny, awfully still with prayers to be unseen. She was doing the later, almost. She was not praying at this moment in time. She let her charcoal irises take in his marbled figure, reminding herself how dangerous this could be. She had not encountered any of the friendly sort to say the least, and did not trust them any further than she could fly. This was why she was here of all things, to not let her past control her future. This land, it was different.. She tried to convince herself in the moment she was staring down her nose at a massive winged.

Another twitch of nose, she let out a silent release of air. Swallowing a stale taste, she found her own voice, "Hello," she at last managed to reply back in the warmest tone she could muster. Standing like a scared little fawn was not in her plans, and she pivoted her haunches to face him. "I"m Faelene," she would offer, trying to make up for her first speechless reaction. She couldn't help, but wonder how long he had been following her and why. A twitch of her long, crimson tail she was trying hard not to let her mind go there. Deciding to try to be a bit more, normal she continued,"I'm sorry you startled me. I figured this place was kinda...desolate. But it looks rather lovely, so maybe not." More collected she peered at him through her dark lashes, her visage neutral as these lands.