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Isopia
[@[Volterra] Figured we could start this now? :D] The walk from the Thistle Meadow back to the Hidden Falls wasn't terribly long, but nor was it short. Although it could have been faster if Volterra had wings as she did, the girl didn't complain. Although she had the desire multiple times to suggest to him that he try to find magic as she had, that let her transform. What gave her pause was the question of whether he could fly, even if he had wings. Her body, her normal body that is, was already built for flight. Did that have something to do with her ability to shapeshift into a creature with wings? Perhaps flying was already printed on her DNA - quite literally in her bones. If that was the case, then perhaps even if the colt were to sprout wings, he would remain grounded. Until she knew the answer, she thought it best to keep her opinions to herself. She was glad that Volterra had agreed to assist her, even with the vague details that she had provided. Isopia wasn't entirely sure why he wouldn't agree to help. It wasn't like he had anything better to do (she assumed), and he had done what she had asked of him in the past. So why not now? Besides, he really was her only option. As far as she felt she could trust anyone, she thought that perhaps she could trust the earthen colt..That wasn't based on a ton of empirical evidence, but it was all that she had to go on. Besides, he was the only one with the magic that she needed. While she could have dug the pit that she needed herself, it would have taken far too long - and with Frostfall looming just around the corner, she would rather know that her task was completed, rather than knowing she had done it all herself. There was just one problem. In order to have Volterra aid her, she had to take him into the clearing. Her clearing. Isopia had worked very hard to ensure that no one had ever followed her back to where she was building her hut. It was down a gnarled and twisted path that was so hard to discern from the general chaos of the Falls, that no-one had ventured down it since she began building. She made sure to work quietly and to cover her tracks. Only her mother had ever found her there and ... well, that she chalked up to Khan and his ability to root her out regardless of where she was. But now? Now she was willingly leading someone back here. Back to her spot. It felt personal and intimate in a way she had never experienced before. Physical intimacy was something she rallied against and didn't understand, but this was ... this was like letting him see into her mind. Isopia had created this garden of Eden for herself, and now she was inviting Volterra into it. Because she needed him. It felt convoluted, but she pressed on regardless. Still in her raven form, Isopia suddenly beat her wings to slow her speed, and landed on the path before Volterra. The area around them seemed to disintegrate into wildflowers, and it appeared as though the path ended. Isopia knew that it did not, but she needed to reaffirm that Volterra wasn't going to say anything to anyone else, once she showed him the way. "And you promise you won't say anything?" She asked for probably the millionth time. Her golden eyes peered from her avian face as she looked up at the colt who appeared like a giant to her in this form. |
