— the basin accepts her, as LENA says, a small, pathetic smile drawn across the young fae's dark lips. bobbing her head with that weak smile, she closes her eyes and nods in gratitude. "look at that, we're in", she murmurs to the ashen figure by her side, whose silver eyes are still fixed on the little fox creature. the thing seemed excited by the screech he had made, and ALTAIR just swoops his neck down, silver moons wide as he steps closer to the white being.
— she asks a question and the silverhorn's attention flickers back to the mare. "i was pursuing the ways of a scholar— last i recall." she speaks calmly, her smile having faded to but a dim glimmer in her emerald eyes. she remembers venturing to the caves with a grey stallion as her last task for the basin, and then evacuating with them. that had been many moon cycles ago.. she had lost count how many exactly.
— "thank you," she murmurs towards the mare, looking up at LENA with her emerald eyes glistening. "but it did not go as hoped." CARNESIR, the foul knight she thought could make her happy, had done nothing but crush her. did he know of her mother's death? did he think twice about her past? her already crumbling emotions?
— first it was TOLIO, changing in such a drastic way that he became a cold, heartless being. she remembers faintly of the day where they frolicked together in the Basin and then in the Meadow, where she was but a small, bay babe with no a care. now she was a responsible young maiden, growing into adulthood. after her mother passed she cried, TOLIO finding her— but he did not comfort her. she was devastated, and was just getting over it when CARNESIR shattered her heart yet again. and now, she was alone. she could not find DESCARO, despite searching for him when she was able to return to the world above, she did not find him. she hadn't seen him since she was but a young girl, an innocent, wandering childe.
— "i'm glad to be home—" the fae announces, looking into the cold, wintry sky of the basin as her stars shimmer, planets shifting and comets spiraling. her body reflects these dancing orbs of light, burning softly in this moonlit night. the snow wraps around her hooves, cold to the touch. she felt warm despite the cold around her, the cold that she found soothing, calming. this was her home, this is where she belongs, beside towering pines, looming mountains and her fellow unicorn sisters and brethren.