The Throat.

Now with Leander having stepped down, or demoted, or whatever happened, she only knew three souls here: Levi, Sohalia, and Note. How on earth would she find Levi here? If he even was here. After he had taken off so suddenly from the fields, Phae wasn't sure where to find him, but decided that his home turf was probably a safe start. She briefly considered going to the ocean, where they had first met, but concluded that if he was still sulking about what she had said, that likely she wouldn't find him reminiscing there. She hoped he was here though. There was something she needed to tell him.

Her large tawny wings carried her easily as she glided over the desert-like terrain. Only a few weeks ago, she was incapable of flight due to an injury, and now, it was walking that pained her, due to her recent spar with Aisha. Luckily the unicorn's horn hadn't torn anything, merely grazed the bone. It didn't even bleed that much, but it was still quite painful, and uncomfortable to walk on. Her bruished hip was still a little sore, but nothing that shouldn't shut out of her mind. Scanning the land below, she saw many creatures grazing mildly, or wandering about, but none of them were the silvery grulla she had come to know. Stella trilled happily, sending Phae images of Levi from odd angles, such as upside down on his nose. Phae chuckled as she remembered the little chick playfully clinging to various parts of him and shook her head. Oh Levi... The thought brought a faint smile to her lips. He was so...so...But she couldn't describe it. He was charming, flirtatious, maybe a little hot headed and impulsive...Stella conjured up an image of Phae, only male, using these descriptors. Sagely, Phae nodded to the little bird. "We are alike, aren't we?" she mused out loud, forcing her companion to learn her words. Stella trilled happily, eager to see Levi again.

Deciding it would be better to land, rather tham simply scour the skies, she pulled her wings gently to her sooty sides and began to descend. Lithely, her hooves struck the sandy terrain. Her cool green gaze glanced around, hoping to see the grulla appear. They had a way of bumping into each other - maybe he would simply know she was here? Or if he happened to see her flying overhead, surely he would come to where she landed? She kept quiet, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention to herself. He might not be here after all, and if he wasn't, she wasn't sure how the Throat would take to having a spy from a mercenary group, stalking around their herd.


[OOC: This is an open thread, but please note: do not post here if you aren't able to reply quickly. This thread is for plot purposes, and I'd rather it not get bogged down waiting for replies. That being said, all are welcome :3]

Join the waves in the ocean?
Or let my soul fade away in the dark?
Because i've gone astray,
& all my flowers turned to dandelions.