A R A H

Catch my gaze, I dare you.

[PREINVASION]
They arrive at the northern reach, before the mountains heave towards the sky, a patchwork of snow and stiff dirt dots the land. Here Arah and Wynter set a quick pace, passing over the land, traveling the journey one knew by heart. How many times had she passed that rock? Or moved over this particular slick piece of ground? Their footsteps were hurried, different from the last journey. This time the fae princess wished to return to The Basin as fast as possible, wanting to beat the night that was falling quickly. Beside the land the sun was beginning to set, casting an orange glow on the land, the colours of pink, orange and blue reflected off of the doe's irvoy coat and the bleached feathers of her bonded. Golden orbs roam over the tundra's sparse, bitter grasses and shrubs as she carefully navigated the many loose rocks that sought to trip up the inexperienced. As usual she turned to the one she was leading with a hard expression, seriousness coating her in it's grasp. The danger of this land was ever present; "watch for any crumbling boulders. It can be dangerous around here." Walking past the beautiful network of caves, they lay closer to the ocean’s edge before the tundra gave way to a network of glaciers and their frosty archways, Arah thought back to each soul she had lead through her, adding many to The Basin's army. One series of these frozen caves is dimpled inside and takes a bluish tint and with the sun setting behind, they are shining, sending beads of sapphire light dazzling all the surrounding area.

Finally they come upon the path to her home, she pauses at the top. It is a narrow entrance from the Frostbreath Steppe, it descends between a range of mountains which are preserved with white snow. With Wynter wondering beside her, Arah begins to follow the path down into The Basin. The path is almost impossible to be found, only those who had been shown the way stand a chance of visiting The Basin. The doe is slow, showing the other mare where to place her feet, which parts of the path she should avoid. Arriving into the hidden valley Arah looks upon the two massive, horse-like machines rather fondly. "These are our sentinels created by Ulrik, do not fear them." Looking past the massive metal beasts, Arah guides her companion through them. "They keep out imposters and help in defending our home." As usual she's speaking about the wonders and beauty of her home, things each newcomer should know. "We have a blessed lake that never freezes, which at night is astoundingly beautiful. It reflects the sky, which at night is often filled with colorful aurora borealis." The doe smiled as she observed her home, "here the tundra grasses grow thick and lush and the snow melts to reveal the warm earth beneath." Arah stopes at the base of her home, waiting for a leader to welcome their new comer into the herd. "We have a large, natural hot spring steams from under a rocky shelf." Beside her Wynter wondered off into the lands, looking for somewhere comfortable to curl up. "Lastly there is a strange, glass mirror it offers no reflection when gazed upon." /font> With that she glanced back to the newcomer and smiled. "Welcome to Aurora Basin."

[Welcoming thread for @[Renegade] + Leads.]