The usually attentive sprite was rather absent minded as the leaves of Orangemoon scattered about her feet. Her thoughts taken by the various missions she had and the fact that they weren't going very well, in her opinion. She had not claimed the life of the villainous mare that went by the name Confutatis, though Ghost had presumed the order was more of a warning than anything else now. Then there was her duty to become more sociable. Seele had pointedly mentioned that the young Sleuth should get out more, meet many others and even converse with them. This task alone was a difficult one for Ghost, who much preferred her own company rather than that of others. Though she did concede that her Leader had a point and recently the quiet mare had been taking steps to try step out of her shell. What troubled her the most was that she didn't know how well she was doing? For the first time ever she found her brain preoccupied about what her fellow herd mates thought about her, did they even like her, or did they even know her name?! These flashes of self insecurity baffled and worried the normally calm spy, who was trying to come to terms with a change in the way she went about her daily life.

Seele had also vanished, perhaps on a mission, or maybe she had simply up and left. The thought that she might have been captured somewhere had entertained Ghost's mind, but the spy came to the conclusion that if the Czarina really had been kidnapped, then she would have heard news of it by now. In the end, the quiet belle had made her way to the Endless Blue to gaze at the sea and order her thoughts. For now she would respond to Midas and conduct her Sleuth business in a way she saw fit, with that decided, Ghost was making her way home when she came across a figure by the collection of caves.

He was a dark colour, like a rock splashed with sand that had rolled up onto a beach and his hair grew in the most unnatural way as it trailed down his neck to then continue down his spine, like his own personal warm rug. Lastly, on his shoulder, was a strange tan marking that looked like two crossed swords.

Ghost looked about herself to check no one else was around before approaching the dusky equine. His smell was unfamiliar and so was his appearance, she wondered where he had come from, his name, his past and his intentions. She let her overly nosy nature take over from her normally shy tendency and rather quietly approached him from the side. Coming a halt a few paces away and wings neatly tucked into her sides, she uttered some words to grab his attention. "Are you looking for something?" She breathlessly asked, nodding to the horizon in which his gaze had been directed.

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She bared his scrutiny calmly with an air of indifference. It was quite usual for Ghost to be looked upon like a some mutant, her muddied blood didn't impress many she had met so far and as far as blessings went she was rather lacking. The spy often wondered if she'd done something terrible in a past life. There were those who marvelled now and then, Ghost understood that notion even less than the former and sometimes preferred the abuse to the gawking. Even so, this one had made no attempt so far as to comment on her looks and the Sleuth presumed she had made it past the initial first meeting inspection as she shuffled her wings into a more comfortable position. A loose white feather fell to the earth, unheard and unseen by its previous owner. The sprite was far more interesting in the hairy boy's words.

Purpose.

Ghost frowned and mulled over it his stuttered words. What kind of purpose could he possibly find by staring over the hills. Perhaps he was one of those spacey folk who liked to try find meaning out of thin air, claiming fate had struck them right in the face to lead them down the right path and to their sparkly destiny. Nonsense. A notion meant for dreamers and Ghost certainly didn't pin herself in that category. She cast a quick glance to the horizon and then back to the sand splashed stallion "did you find it?" She asked curiously of his rather deep answer.

It was her turn next and Ghost thought about it for a moment. She wasn't really looking for anything accept perhaps a bit more interest in her life? A good time? She stifled a laugh and decided that the latter might not be the best answer when in the presence of a strange stallion. He might take it the wrong way. Instead she smiled grimly and replied "information" indeed. Ghost rarely did much travelling apart from in between the Falls and Sky Island.

Swiftly, she returned the attention back onto the male "Are you a nomad, or do you belong somewhere?" She wondered if he'd tell her to mind her own business, he didn't have to say anything after all.

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ooc; Me too!! :D

She laughed at his measly one word answer. What did he expect? That purpose just popped out the horizon?! If only it was that easy then the world would be full of determined creatures and life would become quite boring. Did he know what kind of purpose he was looking for? Or was he merely soul searching? Surely he had reason for staying her; maybe he had talents to pursue or family to look after. Ghost wondered why he didn't just leave if he felt so lost. She thought about her own life goals with a wry smile, for a long time she had just wanted to be better than her own mother, but soon enough she had found that was quite an easy goal to achieve when one’s own dam was rather pathetic. What else? Power, success and notoriety. Yet, all of those things meant she would one day have to step out from her shadows and face the world with no cover to hide in. Her heart desired something she feared, typical. Dark eyes bored into the sand splashed stallion and she thought of how actually they weren’t all that different. In a way, they were both lost on the same path. Perhaps she could offer assistance to this one, if he should wish to find objectives for his purposeless life and step in a new direction.

”Many things” she answered his question first. There were many troubles on the mind of Ghost, but one most pressing. ”My mistress has gone missing and I thought I might find her. I doubt I will though, I haven’t seen her in sometime” the young spy was beginning to guess that Seele had left the land. There were no clues to her whereabouts with no hidden messages or strange happenings. Maybe the world she had lived in quietly had become too much for her to stand. Disappointing really, Ghost had admired the Czarina. ”Perhaps I should forget about her” she purred.

With a sigh and a shrug she let the image of the Necromancer go, with her and Eris missing maybe the Asylum would fall to ruin too. Not that it mattered much anymore, those who were under its care including herself were now mainly beholden to the Hidden Falls or scattered across the land.

Turning her attention back to the muddy male, she curiously wondered where he had previously belonged and why he no longer bound himself to that place. Had he done something wrong? Or had he been bored? Or was it something else… From what she had learnt of him so far it wouldn’t be too far off the scale to guess he may have left to find his purpose. By chance the assistance she had wished to offer him but a few minutes earlier fell neatly into her lap and the sprite nodded once in the northerly direction. ”The Hidden Falls. It’s nestled just under the mountains.” Her gaze switched back to the stallion with a questioning glint ”if ever you want answers to that purpose of yours, you should stop by. I’m sure you have some skills?” He may or may not take her offer up, he may never stop by or he may not have any skill at all, in case of the latter Ghost would recommend he kept on roaming until he found some talent.

They had no use for dead weight.


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ooc; Sorry for the wait Semper D: