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Aviya's cloven hooves struck the icy ground with strength and dignity as she walked back towards where her mother and new sister sought refuge. Aviya, herself, could not be confined to the springs and so she had left shortly after the birth to continue her silent adventure of the lands. As she walked over the territory owned by her powerful, unicorn family, she thought about Tamlin. In all honesty, she felt like there was something missing in her life without the King's son around, challenging her in all of his coltish arrogance. She thought about their adventures together, discovering and practicing their magical abilities together, staying warm so close to eachother with Tamlin's lynx pelt draped over them. The appaloosa foal had given her the lynx pelt as a gift on one of their many adventures, and she still had it in the caves that her family slept in. But, alas, Tamlin was no where to be found, even with her constant travel over the herd lands. It was no lie, the King's children had a knack and talent of disappearing just as he did.
Walking back towards where her mother kept safety over her new foal, the dark daughter's thoughts shifted to the newcomer Varath. Psyche and herself had introduced the new grey colt into the lands, and Aviya had made a mental note to show him around the lands eventually. She wondered where he had gone. The offspring of the doctor would have to make a point to find him. She also needed to find Psyche and talk with her about her aspirations inside of the herd--and now that she was a year old she needed to inquire the steps she would need to take to join her parents in the Plague, if there were any she had to do. With all of her thoughts consumed by the things she had to do, Aviya did not even notice the two foals before she was almost on top of them. Stopping in her tracks, the growing yearling narrowed her eyes on the foreign foal, then flicked sharply towards her sister. "It is not wise to leave Mother Kou's side during the night--and owl could pick you off easily, and that is the least of your worries." the charcoal female's voice held a subtle venomous tone, and she took a step forward to herd the foal back towards the warmth of Kou's pristine whiteness. "And you," Aviya snapped then, head twisting to peer down at Leyra's daughter, "Where is your family?" Suddenly, and so unlike the feelings she had felt about her sister the hours close to her birth, she felt protective of the dapple buckskin filly. Aviya's bright eyes were narrowed darkly, watching the moves carefully of the foreign foal.
