Even so, Tiamat is hardly able to contain her enthusiasm when the Basin’s threshold rises on the horizon. Her excitement bubbles and swells within her chest, overflowing to spill into the rest of her body, welling just beneath her skin until she fears she might burst. Flicking her long tail in wide arcs that curl around her legs, the blue mare prances for a moment, nearly skipping while the shells in her hair chime their musical chorus.
For a moment she longs to dash forward, caught up in the delight of her excitement and wishing to erase the distance between her and home, but as she glances up to her mother sky, Tiamat is reminded of her selflessness. With white eyes sweeping then to the painted stallion, her gaze wide and wondrous, she motions ahead with a gesture of her horn. “There it is up there, we don’t have far to go,” she offers him a brilliant smile, hoping that the Basin will give to him all that it has given her (and she doesn’t doubt that it will).
Pressing forward at an extended walk, her lion tail swaying gently with every stride, the ocean mare is reunited with her home before long. Happily her eyes drift upwards, to the metal sentinels—their steel figures beginning to crumble now and not as mighty as they once were—but still magnificent all the same. Breaching their unblinking gaze, Tiamat pauses when the valley opens before them, her breath caught in the pristine beauty before she turns to Kodiak. “The Aurora Basin,” she’s grinning from ear to ear, lingering by the stallion’s shoulder while she dips down into the valley, her heart leaping delightfully within her chest.
“Speech.”
so no one lets you down
i will shine to guide you
magic & force are permitted.