it has come to pass...

The days were seemingly meshing together. It hadn’t been longer ago when the sea’s shadow could count the days when she had stumbled into Helovia. Even now, she was a fresh face that was undoubtedly mistaken for another’s identity. In meeting a good quantity of characters who called Helovia their home, she had learned quite a lot already from this bizarre world. To her, it was more of like a fairy tale, than anything else. When you are a prisoner in a mortal’s body for two decades of your life, trapped on a world known only to humans, you forget that creatures like her, and anything you can possibly imagine, do exist, somewhere.

She had been invited to call the Foothills her home. The invitation had come from Boltar. She had accepted really because it was the first offer, and her weary ancient bones had been screaming for a rest. She remembered attending a herd meeting, one of many she presumed, but there had been introduced to Willow, her teacher. She had always been one to be of help, and found being a healer’s apprentice would allow her to do just that. Nature was one area she felt a keen sense of awareness with. Also, her sensitivity to all that surrounded her, was a skill she had honed and perfected, almost. Though, she was no fortuneteller and could not read thoughts.

She had inquired to Willow she wished to travel with her and learn whatever there was to learn. It also presented good and intelligent company to converse with, should she desire it, preferring silence more often than not. But more so, she loved wandering and traveling, and at hearing Willows idea to visit all the herd medics and healers, the bloodless canvas was one of the first to offer to travel with her.

By direction and climate change, the opaque unicorn mare had a suspicion they were headed to the World’s Edge. She had not inquired on the specifics of the itinerary, but was allowing Willow to pick and choose their destinations based off of her intel, deciding it best to not meddle where her facts and information were not up-to-date. It was Willow’s announcement that only confirmed to the apprentice, she had been right in her calculations of directions.

She waited silently and slightly to the right of the Foothills Healer. With the fog’s heaviness, it’s fingers almost encased the unicorn’s entire frame, leaving her to appear as though only a figment of your imagination. She waited patiently with Willow, feeling the butterflies in her stomach churn and twist. Besides the common grounds that surrounded each herd’s territory, she had tried to venture and explore, but had kept out of territories of other herds. Not in fear, but more out of respect. She was not one for war or battle, or arguments, but if it arose to be necessary, than let it speak at that time and place.

Her sapphire glacier spheres grazed the boundary lines as Willow announced their arrival. With the fog, it was a bit difficult to spot any living forms for quite a distance. But with trained vision, NADIRA spotted a moving form, and gently nudged the Foothills’ healer in the direction of new company.