I visit the island again, hoping that Aurelia may already be there, or follow me there. With my wings outstretched, I fly without care, drifting lazily within the crisp Birdsong air that drifts beneath my wings, rolling over my body as I dip over the island that floats and drifts, hooves reaching out as I try to touch the grassy field before me, trees sprouting from the earth strides away from my landing space. Wings tilt and stretch, catching me as I hit the ground with a solid thump and a shudder, lightning sprouting from my crimson hooves. Catching myself in a slow canter, I hear the faint jingling of bells being carried within the wind, the pounding of my hooves drowning out the sound of bells. Perking my ears and slowing myself to a walk, I follow the blowing wind and jingling with curiosity dancing testily upon my spine.
Weaving through the blossoming trees, petals catching in my hair and on my wings, stuck within the folds of my feathers and skin. I smile, feeling brightened by the thought of my little family, that it's within an arms reach, I swear I could feel that future I so much desire brushing against those imaginary fingertips, taunting me as it sways before my muzzle. Breathing in deeply, I lay my eyes upon an old, swaying turtle that moves casually towards a tree. Watching with intent, I take notice of the bells on his deep green shell, watching as they rise from his back, placing themselves in random patterns upon the tree he stood before, lights twinkling within the branches as the bells jingled in the wind. Looking back at the turtle, I watched as he settled beneath the tree, taking that as the time to step before him and greet him.
Taking a hesitant few steps forward, I offer the turtle a curt nod and smile, petals falling from my hair as I do so. I do not bother removing them, instead hoping I don't look awkward with pink blossom remnants tangled my ivory hair or spotting my back. I admire the turtle's tree, smiling and marveling the magnificent decorations upon it. Looking behind me I wish for Aurelia's presence so she too could see the tree and admire it's beauty with me.
"These soldiers are not here to kill you; They're here to protect you."
ooc: yayy ! :D
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