Amaris knew her feelings were just that - feelings, illogical, radical, wild, errant, feelings. Emotions, good for distorting one's view of the world, for inspiring ideas, for starting wars - Amaris knew she should not allow herself to succumb to them, but nor could she fight the tidal wave that rolled through her, again and again, it seemed to reform, bigger and meaner with each passing, leaving nothing but vacant numbness in its wake. She knew, as Isopia reacted with cool logic and distant words of vague fact, that she was wrong to feel this way, to want the Mountain to stay here, to cling to her if only for the sake of clinging to something steadying and right, a pillar of strength and wisdom, who could so easily leave them all for the love of an unborn child and unnamed father.

And yet, as the Goddess descended from her celestial pedestal, the dragonmare could not swallow these emotions entirely, though she maintained some semblance of control over them, it wasn't enough, it would never be enough, to be worthy of that hole Isopia's departure caused, that gap in the ranks, that missing critical element to every herd - the Seer.

Overlooked, the dragonmare watched as Yael was granted the title she most definitely deserved. Amaris did her best not to feel the flare of hot jealousy that wanted to rise up within her, and she would be foolish to admit its non-existence, but she knew it would be more foolish still to focus on it for very long. Truly, she was happy about it - but that was another emotion in itself, so she moved on to try and see the logical reasoning behind the Goddess' choice. The golden pegasus made sense, she was wise, clever, endearing and exotic. She could read Kaos' markings, and that was perhaps the most important point of all, with the great unknown ahead of all of them - the Goddess included, evidently.

Goodbyes and farewells not forgotten, but seemingly done for now, Amaris merely bowed her head as the Goddess' gaze glanced over her briefly, as it did everyone, diverting her gaze from the deep lavender stare, accepting her words as law, wondering where on earth it was that she fit into this world that felt like it had been tilted and turned up on its figurative edge.

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ooc:
unless needed/spoken to directly, Amaris is done in this thread, just wanted to get something conclusion-y up ^^

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