Exploring. After all, he’d only seen the misty lands and a cave. Fiore almost felt like he’d been transported to a different world, a different culture and language. It made his hooves tremble and his heart giddy, the further his legs took him away from the Edge the more he began to realise that the land was far vaster in size than he had first imagined. So many strange smells and sights, twists and turns, it would take him years to understand and explore it all! At least that meant he was unlikely to get very bored anytime soon. The curve of the land took him from mist and forest to meadow that slowly got more sparse the closer he got to an odd looking island, eventually dirt and rock was all that remained along with the rotten scent of sulphur that made him snort uncomfortably. Oddly enough there was a rather large gathering of horses around something that was clearly captivating in interest and so he bounced into a light trot too see more clearly who was there and what they were watching.

The only one he instantly recognised was Signora Kahlua, her monochrome make up easily distinguishable from a crowd of mostly strangers to him, perhaps the big dark lad with the curly mane and the green dragon he recognised from appearance. Of the gathered he noted some odd looking ones with non-horse hybrid parts and some adorned in both wings and horns. Yet, of everything weird and wonderful their focus of interest was perhaps the oddest thing and most unreal thing Fiore had seen ever!

He watched the blue mare with wide eyes, coming to a halt near the group that consisted of his fellow soldier, Signora, dragon girl and a pretty painted pegasus, though he said no words as his gaze was already captivated by the strange creature before them all. Shaped like an equine yet surely she was not as she was quite astoundingly a lava figure, something Fiore had never even thought of in wild imagination let alone believe to be real. With her was an egg, bobbing up and down in the magma, so simple and yet so surreal. Lava lady spoke with well worked words of wisdom on the topic of bonded souls. Did she mean like the animals who had accompanied his opponents in the Tournament? Like the other two strange characters he had met on the very first few days in Helovia, with their companions of flight. Though Fiore knew nothing of what a soul tie would feel like, he felt inclined to nod his head in agreement, respect for any form of bond was an honourable thing even if he didn’t quite understand the gravity of her short statement.

Indeed, fancy words for a fancy mare.

[Fiore would like a blue dragon! Wishlist]