i am a leaf on the wind

It was certainly a meeting, and she’s ready as anything to be out of there. She’d love to sideline Alysanne and offer her congratulations, but she knows that her friend will have a million other things to do now. It makes her briefly sad, figuring there will be far less time for the two of them to spend together in the gardens now. But mostly, she is excited for her friend and mentor. There is, to Lyanna, no one more deserving of the title. Lyanna, of course, is really biased and also barely knows a quarter of the herd. So.

She’s also trying not to think too hard on the fact she was just promoted. It’s exciting, certainly, but suddenly there was a lot of responsibility, of which she still knew so little about. She’d only recently been promoted to apothecary, and only recently really learned about how to care for the gardens here, where everything was stored for collecting. And now, suddenly, the wellbeing of the herd sat on her shoulders. Not hers alone, thank the Gods, but still, it felt like a lot.

And it didn’t help that Orithia was bleeding in the meeting and the pale mare looked uncomfortable, but Lyanna only could guess as to why for the second one. It might be nothing. And in truth, she’s about to set off after one of the two when she hears Tilney, his voice cracking briefly, and then a clearer call for the healers of the Edge. Ah, yea, a meeting. That’s probably a good idea. And not one she’d really thought of herself, but then again, what business did she possibly have calling a meeting?

She is, however, more than happy to answer Tilney’s call. He directs them to the gardens, and she makes her way over, falling into step with whoever else is nearby as they go. She finds Tilney and Evangeline already there, and arrives just in time to catch the third Moon Doctor’s name. Which is good, because she wouldn’t have recognized the mare, and would probably feel like a fool for not knowing (not, that she has any reason to know, except it feels like she should).

There’s another (and rather beautiful, Lyanna notes) white Pegasus there as well, introducing herself as Ultima. Lyanna actually feels quite drab compared to the horses already gathered here, but she doesn’t find this to be a bad thing. No, she came here to disappear into the crowd, to a place where the teal on her wings wouldn’t stand out. And here, she certainly does not stand out. Here, she is terribly boring, in fact. “Lyanna,” she offers, with a nod of her head. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she says, looking at Ultima and then Evangeline. And then she adds, “Tilney, how are you?” Her tone is friendly and casual, though her eyes give him a curious look, hoping he is in fact alright. But her question is innocent, and allows a simple response, if he doesn’t feel like diving into details.

watch how i soar.

lyanna