As Ghost wandered the increasingly green landscape of the Hidden Falls, her mind was occupied by a hole in her ranks, a hole left by both her and a certain colourful talent. When Ghost had risen to take the reins formally held by Seele, she had hoped Bellona would step into where she had left off in the spy department; the peacock girl was talented after all. She had scuppered many plans and protected her herd diligently; there was no other who had seemed worthy of the task at the time. Bellona had been the perfect candidate. Despite all this the mare had disappeared and it had been a while now since Ghost had seen the feisty girl’s form stalking the land. Had something happened to her? The Cadaverous was keeping weathered eyes and keen ears in hopes of learning her whereabouts, but until then her family was in need of another who could aptly work the shadows before others from rival herds learnt of the weakness in their armour.

For a long time Ghost had no idea who would suit the position. Should she ask a warrior to change roles? Would they have the right level of thought and action, it was a rank that needed to be threaded finely and neatly in order to protect and not be caught. A medic perhaps? Then again, they needed all the healers they could right now; the land was being plagued by various deaths and strange events. It would be irresponsible to leave the ranks short on healers. Part of her wondered if she should consult Midas, but this was almost personal. It was a role she had fulfilled herself and a role very much close to her heart. No. She would be the one to do it, whether her golden counterpart liked it or not.

After a few weeks a name began to crop up here and there, small telling’s of good deeds and loyalty. A new name who might just be tailored to the empty role. However, Ghost had never met this girl and this was the reason she walked through the spring filled Falls to find a face to fit the name with hopes that this mare would be suitable and willing. There had been a gap in the area for too long and right now it really needed filling.

For the third time in a short number of days, Ghost raised her lips to the wind and called out a name. Essetia.

@[Essetia] (for IC promotion!)