It was so nice being home, back in the magical lands of Helovia, finally there was no mission calling me away from the wonderfully warm sands that I had known my whole life. Finally I could settle down and do what I so longed to do, take care of my extensive list of siblings. As dearly as I loved all of them, half siblings and full siblings alike I couldn't lie and say that I didn't wish ma and dad would keep away from each other for a short while...especially since it appeared that I was one of the only that didn't come crashing into this world with someone to share my day of birth. Not that I thought that was something to complain about, I'll gladly carry the title of the Wildfire's first born all on my own.

Today there was an itch that couldn't be ignored to wander aimlessly through the prettier lands of Helovia, the ones that turned green during Birdsong rather than remain the same ruddy hue that it was always painted in. The only thing I missed from the various confidential missions our Khal had sent us on was the bright green grass and stunning flowers of the more luscious lands, but the cacti ridden lands would always call me back to them like a first time mother to her precious toddler. A smile spread across my ink tainted features as I drifted easily through the wind currents, large white wings snapping every so often to keep me afloat until the green world beneath me turned a stunning shade of purple that I nearly couldn't keep my electric eyes off of.

A gentle hum vibrated off of my vocal chords as I made the decision to land here where the world was flowered and beautiful. Probably wise to stop now before my faulty heart began to give me problems anyway, it was difficult for the electrically ran muscle to work properly when the blood that coursed through it carried it's own electrical waves. Dark tipped ears pulled back along with ivory wings as I angled my weight downwards, enjoying the thrill of my free fall, trusting that my wings would work when they were needed to soften my blow with the earth below. No matter how pretty it may seem from up here, I knew that a crash landing would be much less than desirable.

The only interruption from the violet world below was a sprawled out gold and white frame of another pegasus that looked familiar, but from this distance surely anyone would look familiar. Ink stained limbs stretched out to land as large wings snapped outwards so my balance could be properly maintained as I hit the ground a couple yards away from the dozing stallion. Although I had no intentions of speaking to the other creature during my descent down here, with my landing I realized that the gold and white was a friend from home. Cera I believed his name was, the last time we had spoken he was a crafter for the Throat and I wondered silently if he still held that job or if he was just the official nap taker now.

Clearing my throat with a cough I took a couple careful steps closer to the stallion and his companion, a smile spread it's way across my delicate features as my vocal chords sprung into action. "Cera! Is that you?!"



"Speech."