L u n e i a
Maybe I'm just crazy, Or the Devil got inside.
The golden Fae stumbled around in the vast white plains of the Basin. The area new to her, much as was Helovia. Not knowing where she was headed or whom she might run into. She was fearful, but did not show it upon her outer casing. Much time and practise, the Fae had recieved at living with the permanent poker face, never once faltering with such feelings. Just the odd time's when a smile or a twitch of her lips would occure, as often as the blue moon rose.

Nostrils flared as she pushed through the thickest parts of the white fluffy stuff, now covering the vast majority of land. Rarely having seen so much of it, she tired faster, finding it dificult to tred. But her thick, long-ish legs managed to cope where some would fail. Searching past the burning pain in her muscles that wrapped around her skeletal structure, knowing that the outcome would be much better in the end.

The pale gold and white patched mare came to a standstill, her audits flickered as she sought out after others. Silence. Was all she recieved, though one could not be too careful for you never knew who was lurking around a cornor. A flutter resolved around inside her, the last place the Fae had come from, resolved in silence, it was not a good thing.. It was too quite.. too dark.

Though without a doubt, the Fae knew she had to find shelter, though her pelt now thick and wamrer, it was still fridgedly bitter in the howling winds of winter. The pale one made little haste and pressed on through the thick snow and the multiple flurries that fell from grayed skies. Having been in the colder atmosphere, her pelt had grown accustomed to the fridgid winds and much colder temperatures. A much thicker curly coat covered her torso.

Her breath could have been seen infront of her, though the Fae could not see it herself. Her sight too meak to see such a thing and the sheer darkness was not helping her much either. Blinking past the blur of tears lodged upon her eye, she almost missed the shadow carved into the rocks, standing not to far from it. The Fae froze instantly; as if the land had just froze her in place. Blinking through the snow flurries and trying to focus what sight she had left, trying to work out, safe or not? Luneia had barely met anyone here, but knew that some were not so kind to her Equine kind. Carefully, she pressed further on, changing her path in case anyone had follwed her, always covering her tracks, never wanting to be found. However, the pale colours laid upon her coat helped her in this place, almost blending in, perhaps it would help her in becoming sneaky and slinking around.

She went rock solid, the voice had echoed on through the cave, shit! The Fae wasn't alone at all and had now possibly stumbled into someone's lair. In sudden haste she stumbled making a racket as stones rolled, clinking agaisnt each other and the mare fell to the hard dusty ground with a hefty thud.

So much for her sneaking around idea...


"Talk talk talk."