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She was off adventuring again. Meandering about the lands and trying to find peace with herself once again. Her mind was spinning at the thought of what had happened with that boy, the one who had found her in the fields one night sobbing. She hadn't seen him since then, and she couldn't help but miss him. Hazel eyes drooped slightly at the thought, before she noticed many of her herd members bolting off somewhere, as if something important was happening. Not wasting any time she followed, working knobby limbs and thrusting herself forward, wings fluttering behind her as she tried to keep pace, but soon fell behind.

Huffing, she resigned to a brisk trot, eventually making her way to heavenly fields. There was a large crowd there, so large of one that she almost failed to notice the hulking ship before it. Once she did though, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped in awe, admiring the architecture with utter adoration. Her dainty hooves carried her gracefully into the mesh of the crowd, finding herself nearly blending with them as she searched pleasantly for what they were staring at. Once she saw him, her eyes widened and she grinned again, sensing that this was just no ordinary equine. He held power, something else within him that Myrrine sensed, and she was about to go speak to him, when a familiar figure caught her eye.

Her heart almost stopped at the sight of him. He had been quiet of course, but even in his footsteps she couldn't have heard him. He must have practiced blending in well. Hazel eyes roamed his silver body, before they landed on his beautiful green eyes. The one she always found herself going back to. Maybe it was because they seemed to speak for themselves. He had uncertainty in them, fear it seemed, and she could only frown mentally, before bursting forward and embracing him tenderly. She considered him to be a close enough friend to be able to do this, and her cheek found his shoulder where she happily rested it, closing her eyes and enjoying his warmth.

"I've missed you! Come, we must go on the ship together! We'll make the perfect team," she chirped out, giggling and letting her head rub happily against him, before she playfully nudged his side, pressing hers to his and looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to take the lead. To think, he had done so much for her, and she still didn't even know his name.



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OOC: Cerin & Myrrine! Merin is setting sail!
WC: 421
TAG: Cerin