Following her spar with the speckled mare, Ampere decided to explore the rest of the island. Although flying would be faster, the walking would be good to stretch out her tired muscles, so she hoofed it.

The weather continued to be kind, only adding to the beauty of the place. It was not simply gorgeous though, it was a bit strange, at least in her opinion. On certain ends there were colorful structures flapping in the wind, seemingly made with some kind of skin or plant matter, not that she had ever seen anything in those colors around Helovia. Of course with the magical implications of this place, bright colors hardly seemed the most dazzling. Still, why?

What was the purpose of this place, and more specifically the tents? As if the land wasn't already divided below, the herds (for there were 4 different colors for the 4 herds, she assumed) had also claimed spots up here? Why was there a cloud which took the flightless up here? It seemed too benevolent to the be the word of the gods, but certainly it wasn't of the mortals. Surely there was a motivation other than generosity behind such a large gift? An amulet, sure, but an island didn't seem normal.

Then again she had been gone, maybe something had changed, other than this floating chunk of rock with a cloud mount, that is.

Just then a brown streak blew past her, heels kicking up a bit of debris. Ampere's head turned away quickly, a wing lifting up to shield her from the wake of the small storm that thundered past. Ruffled, Ampere peeked around her feathers, easily finding the young stud as he gasped at the island. His youth was apparent, but Ampere could tell he was also mature, in at least one way. He was certainly appealing, his hide and likely his mind hardly scarred by life as of yet. His wonder of this place definitely lacked her vicious scrutiny.

In need of some uplifting company, particularly that of a stallion's, Ampere approached. "It is," she agreed with his statement as she settled in beside him, staring out over the sky. "Though, it's also stupid," she added after a pause, shrugging her shoulders a bit dismissively. "It's all a bit mysterious I think, whether good or bad remains to be seen, don't you think?" She turned her head towards him, the bright blue of her eyes gazing calmly at his green ones, her face framed with dark hair and a wild, asymmetrical marking running down her left side.

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She laughed. She couldn't help it, even tried to fight it for fear he might take offense, but she had to. His abrupt change of expression, which if anything seemed put on (he had a flare for the dramatics) combined with his ideas of evil, heroes, and treasure were all the breath of fresh air she needed. Thus,s he expelled her old one with a laugh, airy and light and free. His youth shone through in that moment, but she didn't mind its innocence, because at least it had hope and wonder and energy.

Luckily he didn't seem the type to take offense easily. Just as he was bashing in his unseen opponents, ones she was about to step in and aid him with, although by the looks of it his winning just fine on his own, the moment was gone. He sobered, but ever swift on his feet, and his moods, he let loose his own laugh.

She couldn't help but grin, despite wanting to cuff him over top his head with a wing for that little jab at her strength. He had an infectious energy and it stole her breath away, the way a fierce storm gets down into your bones and seems to rebuild you up from scratch, making you from wind and rain and lightning instead of just flesh and sinew and hair. He didn't wear the mark of it like she did, but he was wild.

"Would you like to see?" she asked toothily when he backpedaled on his ribbing. Her eyes glinted daringly, suspecting he didn't often live down challenges. Ampere danced forward stepping around him, if only to prove she was just as fleet footed as he.

Maybe he was young, but he was charming as hell. If not a kick, perhaps just some fleeting touch...

She sidled up next to him on his other side as she finished her display, her left shoulder likely just brushing up against his right. The sea roared below, further than she had even seen it without flying. Even at this height its size was not diminished. It reminded her of Mesec, as the beach always did now, but thoughts of him easily drifted away with the warmth of the pirate at her side.

The playfulness seemed to ebb with the tide, some of Caenan's energy dwindling as her original comments seemed to settle inside of him. For a moment she regretted what she had said, missing the playful, carefree stallion that had swept her up. Yet he, just like this place, was only a momentary crumb of peace amid the turmoil of the world, which was best not to forget.

Then again, maybe moments of serenity was all that could be hoped for, and learning to recognize them, then seize them, was what defined sanity.

Ampere sighed heavily and with it her fire flickered and grew smaller, colder. It was not gone though, never gone.
"I don't know," she replied honestly to his question. She wasn't sure if he was actually looking for an answer, but she supposed learning anything about this place started with sharing what was already known. "I've only recently returned to this realm, but I know it was never here before." She turned to glance at him, suspecting his comment was mostly made in humor, which she returned with, "Having flown over here often I'd think I would have noticed it." She smiled.

The moment of beauty - pretty girl with the sea breeze tossed mane standing next to the dashing boy on the floating island of peace - was 'ruined' by the petal drifting against her nostril. It tickled in just the right way that she sneezed, her feathers all bristling with the sensation, which was highly embarrassing.

He switched gears again, managing to even make her head spin, which was a feat considering her reputation. She laughed again, grateful for the return of this side of him, and anxious to discover more just as he was. "Do you always go looking for trouble?" she asked, wings loosening on her sides, head lifting tall, eyes bright and eager. "If so, I think I just found my new partner," her features were sly as she reached out to give him a playful nip at his withers before she dashed off to her right. Her hooves ate the ground furiously as she ran, wings tucked back tightly to her sides to keep her streamlined. She galloped like a madman across the terrain, hurtling herself right off the edge and into the embrace of the wind.

She cupped Ampere with a hard, cold, hand, but it was a familiar one, so Ampere loved it. Her wings, which had already begun to unfurl as she made that last stride on the ground, reached out together the air beneath them, flapping and pushing, and pulling for control. At last she found it, turning in a pocket of wind and pushing herself up. She burst back above the island, drifting over Caenan with a grin. This might be considered cheating in a game of tag, but she wasn't one to play nice when it came to winning, or flirting.

Now, what will we find?

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