Själ

The princess paused on her trail, her familiar amber gaze lingering upon the unfamiliar mountains placed squarely in her path. Somewhere within the vast range lay the Aurora Basin, or so they said - but the further north she found herself, the more she began to feel like she belonged, and so here she was, still searching. She had turned back once, afraid of what she might find - but she was almost a yearling now, and fear was not an emotion that Mother would have allowed. The DarkEmpress may have died in the scourge of the moon, but that did not mean that the girl's goals had changed. If anything, the news of her mother's demise had made her nothing if not more determined to find the truth.

That and her half-sister's recommendation that she run back to where she came from. There was that, too.

She was no quitter, though, and the very idea of turning away from her mother's land, from her own birthright, left a sour taste in her mouth. If Snö had not been able to understand that, then it would seem that they had little in common save their lineage. The girl snorted, shaking the memory away. The meeting had left her burning with rejection and betrayal, and despite the fact that Snö owed her nothing, the girl could not help but feel that the mare should have offered something. But she knew that she was deluding herself if she thought she could expect anything from that bitch. Maybe there was more of Psyche in Snö than the princess had originally thought.

Her eyes trailed down the mountain and into a clump of pines at the base. If she were a secret entrance, she would think that concealment would be fairly important. Of course, from all she had heard, the Aurora Basin hardly needed to be secretive - she had heard nothing but praise for their forces, and perhaps a bit of wariness. No wonder this was where they had suggested she look for information on her mother. Secretive, strong, and intimidating were certainly words that could be used to describe Psyche in her prime, if her mother was to be believed. The princess took another step forward, aiming for the pines. If nothing else, she would wander until she found what she was looking for.

Talk.