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10-03-2015, 03:39 PM
The near angry look faded from the face of the guardian and the filly relaxed, growing more confident still once she was sure she wouldn't be scolded. Smiling up at the unicorn lady she listened rather politely to the warnings, but couldn't really place the vague descriptions into context. She had yet to come across anyone that seemed evil like the dark creatures in mother's stories, the ones that were cruel and hurt others for the pleasure of it. The Monster Gods that came crawling from the Rift came pretty close, but according to both Isopia and Evaneska they were merely diseased and greedy, not evil evil.
"I'll be careful" she promised - an easy thing to say, harder to live up to but there was no deceit or lie in her words. Erthë really did intend to be careful... after she had found out what she needed to know.
Falling in beside the apparently rather kind and talkative older girl, she followed obediently as they made their way back into the Basin proper.
"I was looking for one of them" she confirmed as she tripped along, light footed and graceful even on the trickier parts of the trail. "But I don't really know anyone here, mum keep taking me away to other places so we haven't actually been here an awful lot."
It was disappointing that this person didn't hold any answers. Erthë had hoped that the search would prove to be an easy one, but apparently stories weren't easy to come by. Patience wasn't really her strongest asset, but it did help that this person seemed interested in knowing things too. It made it easier to ask questions - because who knew, the young spear-carrier might be wiser than she even knew herself.
She thought for a while before nodding, unsure whether she was supposed to tell a story she had heard or make one up herself. In the end she chose a middle path, and began speaking with youthful voice.
"One day, lightning struck in the snowy mountains. It made the mountain's guardian angry, because the stone had begun to bleed and colored the forest and the water red. So the guardian challenged the lightning to a duel, and the winner would be named king of the mountain. The battle raged back and forth for three days and three nights, until finally the lightning stood as winner. Happily it began to dance, over mountains and under clouds, and over the clear night sky. And that is why sometimes you can see lights like rivers in the sky - it is the lightning that dances to remind everyone of who the king is."
She blinked and fell silent, sparing a glance at the other to see her reaction. The story was really a convoluted mass of something Shadow has told her about the northern lights, the Bear god battle and the red forest, pieces of truth but not the whole story.
After all, real adventures weren't happy at all.
"Do you know any stories, miss... uh..."
She trailed off and blushed, realizing only now that she didn't even know the name of the mare.
e r t h ë
in every lost soul the bones of a miracle
@Ki'irha - sorry for the wait :3
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