Trudging through the feathery undergrowth , Tilney was in a hurry to get out of the threshold before the afternoon was out. The blue sky was now hinting lemony tones, indicating to him that he had a few hours before he was left blindly fumbling. He had to find shelter soon. Recently Tilney had found himself becoming more envious of fellow Helovians simply because of their ability to see throughout the night. Night vision was a sense he had learned to cope without, but he often wished himself to tears at the thought of stargazing just one last time. 
Aside from the sheer inconvenience of being night blind, there was also the humiliation he felt from simply not feeling capable. 'If I cant see at night what can I do?' was a daunting doubt that often cramped his mind. It was for this reason that he kept his disability locked a stone cold secret, buried in his otherwise warm heart. It was a secrect all in his new homeland were oblivious to; all but one that is. 

Oh, Arah...

He caught himself thinking about the Ivory princess once again; As if she ever left his head though. His lofty crown shook as if trying to tremble the sweet notions from his burning brain, he grunted a low growl and tried desperately to fix his mind on other things. It was just a crush he tried to tell himself, but he was sure he cared for her more then just some childish affection. He cared for Arah deeply.

It was like the gods were listening to his thoughts, hearing his twisting brain and how much he wanted a distraction; They had given him one. Twigs snapped under the strangers hooves, his nares swiftly pointing in the direction of the sound. He could only just make out the figure of an ashen doe. She was not crowned like himself or winged like other helovians; She was the simple, beautiful colour of ash with no distracting horns or finery. Lost was the one word he could easily pick from a short gaze at her countenance; he could fix that though.

She wasn't particularly close, but not too far that he couldn't reach her in a number of lofty strides. Springing from between two trees Tilney traced over a tall fallen log and through the ferns towards the doe, slowing on his closer approach as not to frighten her. Snorting on his arrival a few paces from her side he stood proudly next to her, a soft laugh falling from his lips. "You do look quite lost ma'am" was his musical bellow, green eyes exploring hers of dark vermillion. "I am Tilney, of the Worlds Edge. Something tells me you have not crossed these borders before" His tone was quizzing, eyes squinted in a questioning gaze but he was confident in his statement; she did look quite bedazzled. 

"If its lodgings you seek, I will be headed back to my home at the Edge in the morning and you are welcome to accompany me!"

Not lost, just exploring was she. A soft smirk had fallen on the gentle stags maw; adventurers in theses parts certainly was not uncommon. When he had crossed through these very woods he had been exploring, but also helplessly lost at the same time. Then the ashen fae spoke her name and a wide grin fell on Tilneys gold countenance "Kairo! a beautiful name." 
Next she spoke a question and he answered with a nod and a quiet "Yes, the Worlds Edge is one of the four herds of this land" he began to walk and gestured for her to walk with him. "Our home is in the forest on ocean cliffs to the west of Helovia. There is another herd in the hot south, another not far from here and another in the cold north."

Tilneys steps were short and slow, his eyes on the does pair of dark red. He was happy to answer any questions she had about this land. On agreeing to come with him back to the Edge, he smiled and gave a nod "I will be stopping to rest at nightfall but we should be at the edge in no time if we set off at dawn."
So what brings you out here then?
Tilneys smile faded ever so slightly. He was on his way home from journeying to the Blood Falls where he had met his friend Rexanna. She had not been happy when he met her, in fact he had never seen her quite that miserable. They discussed their troubles and wept until it was too late in the day for his nightblind eyes to be stuck at a dark place like the bloody falls.

"I met a friend at the Blood Falls" was his answer "It is an eerie river to the north of here. The water is as red as dragons blood and the trees block the sun so much its almost as dark as night"
Soon he had come upon a tall oak. Its trunk was hollowed at the base over rocks giving way to a large, cave-like cavern. "This will do" He uttered, about to step inside when he remembered there was a lady present. He backed out of the way, smiling to her and nodded towards the cave "After you". He knew he had to stay close to the entrance anyway so he could see during the final hours of day; if he went further into the cavern he would be left as blind as if it were midnight.

"It is very spooky indeed" He deepened his tone and narrowed his gaze on Kairo as he spoke, acting out some sort of spooky alter-ego. A smile however remained plastered on his lips and you could easily see how much he was smiling even through his sharp, fake and furrowed frown. He shook out his mane, the funny look falling from his face and his usual happy demeanor settling easily on his fawn countenance.

Shuffling into the tree hollow after the ashen fae he turned his golden bodice to face the world outside, Positioning himself so his head would remain almost outside of the grotto. Stretching back Tilney lowered himself to the mossy floor, his verdant eyes admiring the nature surrounding them. His colourless companion questioned him, Tilneys nose turning and his gaze twisting from the fauna outside to find the captivating crimson eyes of his companion. "It is all the way to the west of Helovia" He began, eyes sparkling. 
"Where we are now, The Threshold, is as far east as Helovia stretches. To get to the Edge it will take us most of tomorrow if you're quick! To get there though, we must go through the Deep Forest... And that's really not a place you want to find yourself stuck in at night!" He spoke with a laugh, but he was entirely serious. The stories he had heard of that place were vivid and scary enough to scare the most seasoned of warriors and wisest of elders.

He could hardly see Kairo now, the light had faded so so much. Fear began to set in; what if his secret was exposed this night? He couldn't let her find out about his embarrassing night-blindness. Turning his nose back to the woodland outside the light, along with his sight begun to fall from his eyes. He only had a few minutes, maybe ten at maximum to come up with an excuse to make himself scare. "Well, I will be outside... keeping watch" Awkardly he spoke.
Crawling from between the trees roots he fumbled between firs until he found a suitable space not far from where he had left Kairo to spend the night.