The way the winged stallion told me to hold my wings was new to me. It felt odd to actually be able to hold my wings in a somewhat comfortable position, but yet it also felt soothing. So soothing that I welcomed it with great pleasure. If my past didn't go the way it had I probably would have jumped up and down and whinnied with glee. But I my past did go the way it had and because of that I was the way I was. Quiet, cautious, reserved, loner, clumsy all of these words could pretty much describe me to a tee.

But maybe one day they wouldn't.

My teal eyes drifted over to the winged one before me and I noted his look of approval and I began to feel something weird inside me. It was something I had never really felt before. Something that flopped and wriggled with warmth in the depths of my belly. It...it was so unusual.

After I reached the chestnut and orange stallion, I realized just how tall he was in comparison to me. He was like a giant and I a dwarf. Surely though, I'd grow taller as I got older. Adults were always bigger weren't they? Ivory ears pricked forward as he spoke after lowering his head to my level. I nodded my head yes as his question and took note of his order to let him know when I grow tired. I also took note of his name as well: Hector. I felt like it was a strong name, which suited him.

With that, we began our journey to this Dragon's Throat as it was so called. As we walked, Hector told me about many things. Some God of the Sun, the ranks that were available in Dragon's Throat, and he even answered some of the many questions I asked. Like when we stopped to rest I would ask what a few things are, though I would limit myself to three questions with each stop so not to annoy my new protector. Once I was lucky enough to ask about a furry animal which he called a rabbit – something he had compared to me to. After the three questions, I would take a short nap if I needed it. I have to admit though, I don't think I had gotten any better rest in my life. Being with Hector just made me feel...safe. It was almost like nothing could go wrong. If the evil equines came to try to take me he would fight them off. I just knew it. Not to mention his sheer size and strength would probably scare them away anyways.

Light began to peek out from behind the divide between land and sky when Hector decided it was time to move on again, though he did let me get a drink at a nearby pool of water. When I went to get the drink though, my eyes caught my reflection and I looked in awe at myself. I never really saw nor paid attention beforehand to what I looked like. So when I saw the splashed white and bay face with my teal eyes and teal markings cascading from my eyes, I couldn't help but become slightly breathless. I turned my body to see my patchy body better. Faint spots covered the bay parts and my bay and white flecked wings seemed so big in comparison to my body. I never really realized just how awkward they looked when compared to my body. I looked nothing like my mother. Sure the light colored mane and tail and the and the patchy body was of her design, but the dark color of my body was off and my eyes and the markings below my eyes were foreign to me. She never really spoke about my father...perhaps these were of his design?

I shook my head of the thoughts that were beginning to form in my mind. There was no need to think of such things or begin to wonder about my genetic father. He was back wherever I came from and there was no way in hell I'd go back there. Not now not ever. So to evade thinking about it even more, I caught up to Hector and followed him again.

All this traveling had helped my coordination somewhat. I was walking slightly faster without any stumbling and I could feel my legs strengthening. Although, my wings were another story. The muscles that were holding them up were screaming for me to put my wings down. Every now and then my wings would fall and droop a little – which felt glorious when they did – but I figured that my muscles were only getting sore because they hadn't really been used...or used correctly for that matter. So once a feather from either wing began to skim across the ground I forced myself to rearrange my wings back to the position that Hector had showed me back where we met. Hopefully with practice and correct use my wings and my muscles would grow strong enough for me to fly one day.

My head and eyes raised to the clear blue sky as we crossed into a new type of terrain. I wondered what it was like to fly about and see the world from up on high, but that question would have to wait. The ground we began to tread upon was dry and yellow in color. When I looked forward I didn't really see much besides more dry yellow ground. Desert...the word rang out in my head as the word and the actual thing clicked in my head. So this was a desert, huh?

Before I knew it, Hector stopped mid-stride and turned around towards me. Was something wrong? Did I do something wrong? Ears swiveled as he spoke catching every word he said. My name? Had I not tell him my name yet? For a second, I racked my brain to try to think of a time that I might have told him my name, but apparently there wasn't.

“Isara,” I muttered out to him in a wavering voice and then spoke again with a little more confidence, “My name is Isara.”

With that, I continued to follow him further into the dry and yellow land until it changed yet again. Only this time the land became green and lush. It was such a stark contrast against the dry and yellow desert. I looked to Hector as we walked into the green land and wondered how much longer it would be until we reached our destination. A hour, a day, mere minutes I had no idea just how close we were to my to be new home...my sanctuary. A faint smile grew upon my lips as I thought about it like that. My sanctuary...a place free of the evil equines and safe for me. I couldn't wait.

"Isara's speech"|"Isara's thoughts"

WORD COUNT;; 1155
TAGGED;; @[Hector] & anybody else who wants to welcome Isa into the herd xD
OOC;; omfg...much words...-stares at-

SHADE! My thoughts screamed within my mind as Hector and I reached the veil of protection produced by some giant leaves on some weird looking trees. Though the sun felt nice upon my skin, like the warm feet of little fairies upon my skin, it quickly had changed into burning needles of searing pain. Though it didn't seem to affect Hector near as much as it did I. Or was he just able to hide it easily? Whatever the case may be, I was obviously not entirely used to being out in the light of day yet. So when I caught a glimpse of the water between the thin underbrush, I gratefully took a drink of the cool liquid just barely noticing the smile that Hector looked upon me with.

My ears swiveled at the sound of him saying my name and I turned to give him my full and undivided attention. The oasis. That was what he called this place. This green place surrounded by the desert was called the oasis. He then went on about praising the God of the Sun for generosity and how the herd wouldn't survive without it. Then he lifted his face towards the sky and it seemed like he was looking beyond the leaves of the trees. I looked up with him and within the silence that stood between us I felt like I should do something. But what? After a few seconds of wondering I closed my eyes and brought my head close to my chest and then spoke loud enough just for Hector to hear the words that left my lips, “Thank you Sun.”

Shortly after I spoke, the voice of another broke through the air and reached my ears. I turned to look at the source of the voice and quickly my teal eyes fell upon a colt younger than I. His body was bluish in color and he had some weird markings on his face and neck. But what I really noticed the most about him was his wings. Another one with wings! A soft smile began to glow upon my lips as he introduced himself. Hertz. It was a rather simple sounding name I guess, but it seemed to fit him as well. I looked to Hector briefly before looking back at Hertz. Hector had a smile on his face as he looked at Hertz, but it was different than when he looked at me. This confused me. What was all that different between Hertz and I? Was it perhaps Hertz's mother or father was not on good terms with Hector? Or did he feel somewhat similar as to I did? I mean he saved me, he protected me, he even brought me to his home and was already teaching me things I didn't know. It...it was almost like he was taking up a role that my mother would have filled. Only he wasn't my mother and well...I never met my father. I'd like to think my father was still out there somewhere alive and well, but could never be sure without finding him. And there was no way in hell I was going to go back to where I came from. Nope. Nada. No way José. Even if my father was alive, I would never get the chance to see him and he would never have knowledge of my birth.

Before I knew it Hector was introducing me and his own self. When he ended on my name I felt his eyes look at me and again I felt this feeling that I didn't completely recognize. Maybe one day I would recognize it and have a name for it, but for today its name escaped me. For now, I just took a small step forward towards Hertz and decided to speak up because I couldn't just stand there and be forever silent, “Good morning,” I began a little shyly and then continued on hoping to at least carry some conversation, “You are alone?” I ruminated over the question and concern washed over me as I noticed nobody trailing behind him. No mother, no father, not even a sibling or anyone to keep watch over him. Was this place really that safe?

One of my wings began to drop so I shifted them to keep them folded against my back. Despite now knowing how to hold my wings, they still proved to be a little challenging. Hertz's wings didn't seem to be as big as mine. Why did mine have to be so big? It almost made me feel like I was a freak of nature. Hell I literally lived underground! How does someone who lived underground have such huge ass wings? Really, I love to know. Why was I chosen to be the weirdo and not someone else?

I figuratively shook the thoughts from my mind as I turned my attention back to Hector and Hertz. Maybe one day I'd be more normal like them? Yeah! I had to keep hope of some sort. One day I would be completely normal and not have to worry about anything. That would be the best day of my life right after the day I met and left with Hector of course.

"Isara's speech"|"Isara's thoughts"

WORD COUNT;; 871
TAGGED;; @[Hector], @[Hertz] & anybody else who wants to welcome Isa into the herd xD
OOC;; dawwww