Tallsun had yielded, making way for the fiery pigments and chilly temperatures of Orangemoon. Aerwela had remained mostly in the shadows of this strange land, growing acquainted with its inhabitants, orienting herself with the diverse geography. She had enjoyed looming in the forests of the World's Edge, her exotic physique veiled within that region's shrouding fog, but even that had only captured her attention for so long.

The igneous hues of the trees were gradually extinguished, and the world became enveloped in a vast swath of pristine white. Her spirit was restless; her body rebelled at stagnation. She thirsted to rejuvenate her joints with battle, but she also yearned for her magic to return to her. She felt strangely vacant without it, like an intimate part of her had gone missing. When she had learned of the Gods and of how cherished magic was in this land, her desire only amplified.

It was this particular languish which propelled her onward, fueled her movements as she made her way up a narrow path, soft moonlight sifting down like a fine film of silver dust to lightly caress the amazon's exotic pelage. Eyes of milky silver wandered down toward the luminescent rivulets of molten rock leaking down the side of the volcano, the mysterious, indigo tinge reflecting in their liquid depths.

She came to a halt at the summit, eyeing the shrines which stood before her curiously. These Gods were foreign to her. She did not worship them. They did, however, possess the ability to grant her what she desired, and so she tucked her head behind an outstretched leg with the other folded at the knee. Fronds of her golden-swathed mane cascaded down from the crest of her neck to stroke the hard earth below, and she whispered some sort of prayer.

Was there more requisite of her? Had she done enough to earn their audience?

Perhaps they had already seen her, already known of her arrival, already known of her intentions long before they had been executed. She waited.

[ ooc ; Basically, Aerwela's magic was lost upon entering Helovia and she is hoping for it to be returned to her. She had the magic to recreate old wounds, such a broken bones/lesions/re-open old scars/etc. I have no idea which god this would pertain to. ]