Bright blues searched the lands of Helovia that stretched out beneath me excitedly as I flew gracefully over the lands that I knew so well. Once again I was returning to these beautiful lands upon the completion of another mission my father, and my Khal, had sent me on. This time it was one of great importance that was littered with classified information, I was finally beginning to feel like I was needed and the feeling was beautiful. My intentions were to fly right home, over the stretch of water that blocked off my beautiful island and my family from the rest of the world, and report straight to the Wildfire my findings.

But, as things normally go. My plans were foiled by the skipped electrical beat of my heart. I winced inwardly, dark lids fluttering shut over bright blues as I fought back the dizziness that was quickly coming. Landing would soon not be an option, and after the time I had crashed into a body of water when I was younger, I learned that taking the chance to land of my own will was always the better option. A shaky sigh slipped from charcoaled lips as pale wings tucked in close to my body turning me into a gracefully free falling creature as I raced towards the tawny sands of the Endless Blue, close enough to home that I could rest for a few hours and then continue on with the original plan of reporting to the Khal my findings.

Feathered appendages snapped outwards to catch my balance as ink dipped limbs found purchase on the sandy shore, I was instantly greeted by a smack in the face of salty air and my eardrums assaulted by the sound of the waves crashing against the shore before retreating back to safety. A smile tugged gently at the corners of my lips as I took a couple steps to regain my land legs and calm my breathing down in feeble efforts to return my heart to it's normal quality. Dark ears flicked back into my wind tangled mane as I peered down the shoreline, wondering just what company I would be having for the next few hours before I felt it safe to fly once again.

A bright blue green object resting in the sand caught my attention, pulling my petite frame forward and closer to it and the hulking beast that stood near it. The expression on his face just as curious and confused as I am sure the one painted across my own features was. A nicker loosed itself from my vocal chords in greeting as I drew closer to the oddly colored, horned beast and his(?) egg. Although I was quite capable of holding my own against those much larger than myself, I was in no condition to fight someone of his mass today. Dark limbs pulled to a halt a couple yards away from the stallion, who I now recognized from home but couldn't quite put a name with his exotic face, and the hatching egg. "Ah, congratulations!" A smile lit across my features as I looked between the striped and the aqua shards of shell that littered the sand creating a small hole in the surface of the egg, but not quite big enough that we could tell what kind of creature would spill from it here momentarily.

"SPEECH."

I shifted slightly as the striped one's molten gaze traveled across my body, pale feathers ruffling as feathered appendages pulled in tighter to my feminine form. The form that had left me small, and so much weaker than the warriors of male type that fought bravely for the Throat. No matter how hard I pushed, how hard I trained to perfect the magic that literally coursed through my veins I couldn't quite make it to their level. But one day I would, or I would die trying.

Moments, even though they felt like hours, later the stallion's gaze pulled away from my frame and back to the blue egg that I had focused all of my attention on. Awe bloomed deep within my nervous system as I watched bits and pieces of the infant's home fall to the sandy ground below, only distracted when his deep voice filled the air. “Well It's not mine, I do not know if I could care for whatever will spill through-” Electric blues shifted away from the subject of our conversation, confusion lighting them from within as my pale features tilted ever so slightly to the right. "Aye, but sir. It is yours, have you not learned the lore of companions?" Surely he had been in Helovia long enough to see the odd creatures that followed around some of the Helovians, while there were others quite like myself who weren't quite lucky enough to have been considered worthy of their souls bonding to another's soul.

“How long have you lived within Helovia? I'm Miseal.” His words overtook the gentle, soothing sound of the waves crashing against the white sands of the shoreline as molten eyes met my own electric ones over the blue shards. A gentle smile pulled across my ink stained lips as I turned his name over and over again in my mind before tucking it into the filing cabinets of my mind. I had in fact seen this brightly colored brute back on the Island and knowing his name would surely prove useful one day. His first question was pleasant, it was nice to not be noticed immediately as the Wildfire's first born, his prodigal daughter who was continually sent on missions to the point that newer members had no idea who I was. "In Helovia? I was born here, first daughter of the Wildfire and the Transcended." I paused for a moment to let my lineage set in, wondering if a sudden look of recognition would settle itself across the brute's handsome features as he realized that he had seen me dancing about the Throat in the few moments of rest I would have before being sent away on another mission. "Pleasure to meet you Misael, I am Zenobia." I offered another smile before dipping my tiara in a greeting, only then pulling my eyes back to the egg, wondering if they all took this long to hatch.

"SPEECH."