Plummeting from the sky the darkened hybrid braces herself for landing knowing that the snow will help to cushion her impact as she lands back on earth. Unfurling her wings at the last minute to pull herself under control and slow her descent she vaguely wonders how close she could cut it without permanently disabling herself in the process. Perhaps she might leave that experimentation for another day where she is feeling a little more like a daredevil and not caring so much about whether or not she walks away sound. Everyone gets like that everyone in awhile right? Well I guess that depends on if you're afraid of dying on not. Allowing her knees to slacken ever so slightly as her hooves touch down her vision is temporarily blinded by the miniature blizzard created around her by the opposing air forces. Batting her wings once more to clear away the powder the mare easily folds them along her sides as she gazes around to see what all there might be to see down here tonight.

To each side of her there are many darkened trees making up the forest and with it the beautiful silence that comes along with it. Few dare to venture out into the woods alone especially at night in fear of the great unknown but the thrill of adventure provides this mare much entertainment. You never know what you might find lurking about in the shadows if you never look. Striking out on her own path through the snow the mare wanders listening carefully for anything of possible interest to her. Today it is not the sound that hits her but rather the heavy scent of iron that draws her attention. It is a scent that she knows all too well but who might have met such an untimely fate to spill so much of their lifeline?

Stopping as she catches sight of a few patches of crimson upon the white canvas a jumble of mixed letters show through. Some are crossed out while others had been replaced creating a puzzle of some sort. What's this, a sign? What use did she have for a stupid riddle or anyone else in fact? Staring down at it for a couple of minutes a solution comes to mind. Is it really that easy she wonders? What might have taken the beast before such a simple answer could be completed?

Rather than walking away like many others would the complete lack of a corpse disturbs her ever so slightly. Why spill the blood if you cannot finish the job? Curiosity begins to get the better of her as she turns to her left to follow the path to see what all she might find at the other end. Hopefully it would be worth her time...



Summary: Rhea choses to solve the puzzle and go down the left path to see what she might discover.
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Questing for: [Shock x Dark] Ability to create electrical energy from the air around her to shock/electrocute anyone within 5 feet of her. Strong emotions i.e anger..etc.. can directly affect how much energy she can produce.
Denials: To Catch A Falling Star