The Heavenly Fields held much meaning for the dark little mare. They were the first realm she ever visited when she entered the mystical lands of Helovia, the place she met one of her dearest friends, Torasin, the place where she had frolicked and enjoyed life, the place that had started it all. The mare breathed in the surrounds, drinking the different scents of the flowers, the grass, the earth, the trees, the other animals - her little dragon tumbled on the breeze above her, warbling to birds that flew by, chasing insects and otherwise being a dragon.

The breeze lifted her mane, cooled the heat that had gathered upon her nape in the form of sweat, and gifted to her the curious scent of one she recognised through a previous meeting. Akaith chirruped too, knowing the scent from her times venturing to the Veins of the Gods, both with her bonded, and with Kiara and her friend. The Earth God. The origin of the thought was unknown, but it was shared between equine and dragon in that mystical, silent way they had.

Curiosity moved her footsteps then, with her tiara tilted and her feet stepping across the loam with a practised ease. The scars upon the earth of the fires that ravaged the land last year had faded, though sometimes small clumps of ash drifted by as a reminder of the destructive forces of these beings. Golden sights saw the gathering ahead; clearly she was not the only one who was interested in matters of the Gods. The WeyrLeader recognised her diligent Nurse, Thor, as well as the recently joined Wraith, Xanthos, and made to subtly stand by their sides, aiming her lean, fine but strong frame to stand between them, amicably offering a low wuffle in greetings as she did so.

Her gaze was soft as she viewed those all around her, those she did not recognise aside from the lands they hailed from - some smelt of the Throat, some of the Foothills, at least one from the Basin (to which she maintained an indifferent façade) and others who seemed drenched in the wilds of Helovia. The mare watched the interaction between Aryel and an Outcast stallion with mild interest, wondering what the steed had done to earn her rancour, but choosing to deflect her attention to the lordly beast that captivated their attention.

With elegant ease she bowed her crown, curving her nape so that her chin ran along the plump cushions of her pectoral muscles, and when she lifted it, she was sure to stand before this God in all manner of her earned rank and title, but still showing the deference and respect of being in the wilds of Helovia, of standing before a beast who could smite her should he so desire. She offered him a smile, genuine and broad, and thought quite clearly of the gratitude she felt for the actions he had done in the past - providing aid for the Qian in times of need, protecting her brothers who serve him in the Foothills as warriors.

The mare was there for the same reason the mare showed up anywhere.

She wanted knowledge.


[ ooc || Mirage doesn't actually know what she wants lol.
But I would like to somehow quest for the ability/item on her wishlist that would enable her to bond with two companions. ]