It seemed that she'd missed a lot, the world was different - the shift in the atmosphere was drastic and Helovia felt different to her. After the changes in The Basin her hooves had started moving and her brain went blank and she'd simply continued to exist. Adrift, lonely and numb. The doe had never felt so lost, her life was a mess and now she wasn't sure what she wanted anymore. Now she felt like the odd one out. Alone and dissipated, sucked dry by the anger that had burned it's way through her followed by the shame. 

Perhaps she'd always been far too fragile, doubted herself too much and now she doubted her purpose for being here. Did she want to return to The Basin? Yes...no. How could she walk away from the one herd that she'd always been apart of? Yet, what was the point in staying? To be ruled over two she neither respected or trusted - to return to the place of her greatest shame. The thought that change would be good for her could not be shaken from her mind, it lingered in the back of her mind. A black cloud that clouded her mind from all other logical thoughts. 

Before she could return to her normal self a decision would have to be made. 

So here she was, vulnerable and completely exposed to the elements and anyway one who happened to come upon her. Blinking for a moment she came too, recognising the frozen wasteland that was her home. Had she become just like this unforgiving land? Frozen solid, an icy fortress that was only beautiful to look at, never to be held or trusted with one's life? Holding strong within her fortress her orbs swept over the frozen home one last time and then she turned her back on it. With each step she felt the walls around her grown hardier, the light between her golden orbs faded as she continued to move through the landscape, unthinking unfeeling. 

Not even Wynter could break through her frozen walls and reach her. 

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Thunder crashed overhead and the heavens opened up, weeks of traveling dirt and grit washed off of her body in dark black and brown rivers. While her hair finally began untangle as the sticks and leaves and clumps of dried muck, returning to it's once silky state. Her face betrayed nothing as she dragged her exhausted body through the land, her belongings strapped to her side. 

While she could not say how she came here or why for some reason it felt right. This had been the home of The Basin's herd before they'd lost it, this was where she would have lived all these years if they had remained. Perhaps The Edge would be able to offer her more and in turn she liked to think her services would be better received. Now she would not serve Deimos and refused to bow to Thranduil and Hotaru but perhaps the new rulers of this land would be the true leaders she'd been looking for. Perhaps here would she be able to finally to relax and feel safe. 

Belongings crashed to the floor and before long she moved towards a tree and collapsed against it, using it to support her weight. Rain still drizzled around her cleaning off the last specs of dirt, the cool water felt soothing against her burning flesh. Wynter soared in landing beside her, worry lurking in her golden speckled eyes. The doe smiled before she closed her eyes listened to the sounds of the World's Edge wondering if she would be found or if in time she'd simply blend and become one with the earth. 

@[Ophelia] - Been a long time since I wrote a post so I'm still getting into the swing of things ;D