Her taupe hooves stepped on the ground almost tentatively, as if she was expecting the land to rip apart under her weight. She didn't really think that such a thing would happen. It was just that she did not know where she was wandering and it was important to tread with caution. Calista exhaled, her chest aching with this movement as she continued to walk up the rocky path carefully. What was this place? She could not say for sure, as the land around her was flat and scrubby and it was dotted with strange, macabre rock formations. Perhaps she would be able to ask someone when she returned to the Edge. If she could find her way there. The woman pondered scavenging for herbs, but given the icy climate that surrounded her, she doubted she would have any luck.

She was alone. But she did not want to be alone. Swinging her curved neck around, she searched the horizon, dragging her gaze across the mountainous landscape with inquisitiveness obvious in her blue eyes. The woman's attention became transfixed upon the mountain again, a gentle voice laced upon the wind called for her to explore. The woman's masked face was composed of a solid expression, yielding no emotions as her heed was drawn back into her mind. Frostbitten grass crunched gently beneath her weight as she travelled. Somehow the unicorn felt weary, and yet the day was only just beginning. Exhaling heavily, her breath formed a tiny cloud despite the fact that it was summer. Never had she experienced such anything so unusual. No happiness was to fill her heart, nor smile to grace her gentle features until she found someone to discuss this peculiarity with. There was nothing more that Calista hated than being by herself.

A gust of frigid air swept across the snowy expanse, ruffling the mare's thin smoke-and-pearl coat, bringing with it the scents and sounds from both far and wide to be taken in. It was in the distance that a form grabbed her attention atop a formation of snow-powdered hills she had almost taken as a strange outcrop of it. There was little reason to approach, but little reason to avoid. After several silent heartbeats of deliberation the woman's feet carried her forward with guarded and careful steps until she was able to determine the shape of another horned equine. He appeared distressed. Dewy breath entered her lungs as she opened herself up to this unfamiliar face, like the wings of a dove extending in a luxurious display of purity. Her voice was of the gentle, courteous kind when she dipped her head curtly in greeting and spoke in tones of angelic softness, the comforting melodies of someone who had spent years avoiding conflict, "Greetings. I am Calista of the World's Edge. May I ask your name? You seem troubled." Her body showed no signs of aggression nor affability as she peered at the dark stallion curiously behind crystallized pools. She directed her head up high and held herself in an elegant manner, her alluring gaze watching the unicorn carefully, thoughts lingering behind her ocean eyes. 


@Erebos

(Hello! I'm fairly new here so I hope this is okay.)