tia & nim ♡

All eyes rest on the antlered draft mare, each one waiting for her decision. It would seem that Vertigo feels the weight of their attention on her, as she clears her throat and hesitates for a moment, pausing briefly between words. When she does manage to voice her selection, the ocean mare feels herself swelling once again with excitement. While she would have been happy for the larger mare with any of the herd lands, she is understandably biased when it comes to her own cherished home. Her smile broadens and she reaches out, seeking to brush Vertigo’s muzzle with her own.

“Of course! I’m sure you will not be disappointed,” she reassures the other unicorn happily, unable to contain the joy that enlightens every line of her delicate features. Even Nimue, influenced by the mare’s feelings through their bond, offers the draft woman a whistling chirp of excitement. Tiamat laughs softly to herself, lowering her head as she strokes the Leviathan’s smooth head, exhaling a warm breath across the little whale’s skin.

She listens as the young colt pipes up about visiting the other herds, joining them all in their promised journeys across Helovia. Tiamat finds herself looking between all of those gathered, her wide smile softening into one of familiar affection. Never one with inhibitions, she has already accepted them into her heart. “Sounds like we have plenty of adventures to explore together—what fun!” She laughs blissfully, genuinely excited to spend more time with them. She had hoped to find a lost soul here today, but she had found so much more!

Tiamat breaths a contented sigh through her nostrils, touching her nose to the boy’s when he offers it. “Travel safe, Pat; I hope to see you soon,” her motherly gaze trails after him as he scampers away, watching until his golden hide disappears in between the thick forest. Only then does she shift her eyes to Lyanna, her fellow healer. “It was a pleasure meeting you, honestly, I very much enjoyed our time together,” the sea mare grins as she extends her nose to the pegasus in a gesture of friendship. In all of the chaos that has haunted her in recent misfortunes, the ocean mare needed this.

At last, her attention returns to Vertigo, the star of their meeting. Gesturing with the tip of her horn towards the northern mountains, she angles her body, and smiles another broad grin. “Shall we be on our way?” The length of her tail flicks around her ankles in her excitement, always eager to return to familiarity and security of the Basin’s valley.


“Speech.”

and I can be your light—

in the dark, I will shine to guide you.