Aelin

The sun's warm glow splintered across the land, bouncing over the hills of sand and catching the odd drifts of sand that danced in the wind. The winter had come and gone and not too long ago the sandy girl had risen on the first day of Tallsun. Shaking the sand from her coat, first she'd take a short trip to the oasis and soothe her parched throat. A cool breeze ticked her skin, yet the heat of the day still nipped at her heels - it was promising to be a scorcher. Standing under the branches of a thick tree where she had slept the night before, she tipped her head back and studied the clear blue sky.

Being a twin meant (at least for Aelin) that she was always concerned about what her brother was up too. Having Hawke as your twin meant you were also worried about your other half's emotional state. Often she worried that her brother felt as if he were an alien creature, one without a place within this world. His curious magic (or curse as some may see it) caused the strangest effects upon his body as night fell. While hers was life, light and creation and his was death, darkness and ruin. Polar opposites, yet their affections for one another did not weaken with each day, they grew stronger.

Now seven months the girl had finaly begun to grow out of her baby features, a darker coat, brighter and larger eyes, a wider face and deeper chest - the first signs of her psychical maturity. Emotionally she was no longer quite as rambunctious with her feelings as before, within a short amount of time she'd settled into her home and role as daughter, sister and friend. Speckled wings tucked tightly against her side the girl drops her gaze from the clear sky. With a gently sigh she pushes her sleepy limbs into motion, heading towards the drink she so desired. The night had been nice and cool but there still had been enough heat to dry her mouth and throat out and as the sun continued to burn through the day she would only become thirstier. The girl had quickly discovered that The Dragon's Throat was not an easy place to live during the warmer time of year, Fortunately she'd inherited sturdiness and stubbornness from both. It would not be the heat that ended up as her final foe, not if the girl had any say in it. 

As she wondered through the sandy plains towards the oasis, the girl ponded upon the worries that clouded her mind. The worry for her brother and his mental and emotional state, the worry for her parents and if the wondered where she was. They'd never expressed much concern for her wellbeing if she remained within the herds land, perhaps they trusted the family here to keep an eye on each other's young. Still, the girl knew she should visit her mother soon, perhaps ask her father about fighting and ruling should a sun touched land. After all the girl admired each member of her blood family while she held a tremendous amount of respect for the higher ranked officials within their society. The sandy girl was not vain or presumed to know more that she did, if fact whenever others were willing to share their knowledge with her she lapped it up greedily. The desire was (and she liked to think herself very clever for reaching this conclusion) that should the time ever come when she needed to speak with a god, engage in battle or heal an ally then she'd have the knowledge in her hands. Although the idea of speaking with a god terrified her! 

Pausing atop a dune she sighed a little sadly when she found there was no one else around so early in the morning. Still the hope that someone would stumble upon her and want to play remained. Making her way down the dune she came to a halt in front of the water and took a few quick but greedy gulps, allowing the water to splash her front and dribble down her chest.