'You're sure that's all you remember?' Vera's voice is impatient, desperate. Jealous even, that Adele was the one who had remembered a few pieces of their past.
'Yes, Vera, I'm sure. Just names and faces, and an occasional relation to the said names and faces,' Adele stated simply, still incredibly happy with herself knowing she had remembered something. It really wasn't much, but it was a start. Amnesia was difficult to get over, often times the victims never regain their memory. Adele was somewhat lucky remembering names and faces and relationships, although it was tricky to deal with. She recognized Ophelia in her memories, but not any specific instance in which she had done things with the fem. No relationship came to Adele's mind when she remembered Ophelia, so she assumed the mare was just a friend of some sort.
Adele's memories were scattered, sketchy at best. They came in no order when she asked for them, and rarely was able to remember them. The names and faces were easiest for her, yet they left her wondering what had happened to the horses.
Her father, Terrador, seemed nowhere to be found, nor her mother or Peixos, Maipe, any of her siblings with the exception of Tyradon. A worrying thought, really. She prayed they were okay, but scolded them for not looking for her in her time of need. If your sister or daughter had disappeared, you'd look for her, correct?
Adele puffed a breath of condensation at the thought, though dismissed it with little anger. Perhaps it was time she revisit her half-brother, pay him another visit. He resided near her location, so why not?
The red and blue mare floated through the forest at an easy trot, headed for the Ancient Rotunda, where she had found Tyradon in the first place. It was a serene place - perfect for dwelling on her memories. What's left of them, anyways.
Once the pair reached the Rotunda, what they saw was definitely unexpected. Adele halted her lengthy trot, frozen in shock, blue eyes wide. A unicorn laid upon her side, obviously weak or else she wouldn't be in such a condition.
Vera sprung into the air from her perch on Adele's hide, her sour attitude dissipating at the sight of a mare in need. The ivory reptile landed by the unicorn's side, her pale eyes glancing back to Adele. 'She needs help,' Vera spoke through the bond, turning her attention back to the unicorn. The dragon wasn't being kind or concerned, she was more interested in how the mare had come to be like this. Whatever help the dragon was enlisting was brought out of curiosity rather than compassion.
But then Vera got the strangest vision of Adele. She was much smaller, but manipulating the earth to her will, it seemed. It was gone in a flash but the dragon knew what it was. 'Use your magic!' Vera commanded. Adele shot a confused glance at the dragon.
'Right, use the magic I don't have,' Adele whimpered through the bond. 'Trust me, it's earth magic,' Vera piped, a determined sound to her voice. Adele huffed and looked at the stream, an idea forming in her mind. It would make sense to start with giving the stranger water. The red and blue mare moved forward, around the back side of the unicorn. She looked at the space between the mare's muzzle and the brook. To her ultimate surprise, the earth began to move, float in a thin line between the unicorn's lips and the water to create a ditch of sorts. Water flowed through it and to the mare.
It was magic. Adele's magic. She didn't even know it existed, but Vera had come across a memory of it. This time it was the pale, ivory dragon whose memory had prevailed.
Adele moved around the mare to stand by Vera, standing a few feet from her. "Hey, I'm Adele, and this is Vera," She stated, nodding to the dragon. Vera offered a friendly chirp to the mare at the sound of her name.
"We're going to help you, all right?"