You think I'll be the dark sky
What exactly was going on? It seemed every few steps the filly took, she came across another little event with Kisamoa at the center. Did he just have a gravitational pull that grabbed as many Helovian’s as he could? It perplexed the child, Khairi wasn’t much help with decisions either when it came to this. Of course, the bird was curious, and he always urged his princess into these events. And as far as he was concerned, he’d continue to do so unless she was in danger. So far, these events had been less than eventful, and some had even come away with a few different trinkets from them. It caused the interest in events go up if she thought she might receive something from it.
She had been leading, her mother trailing as they tried to search for their lost family member. It seemed a never-ending endeavor, every waking moment was spent searching for him. If she didn’t, her guilt might have just eaten her alive. At least, when she tried to look and do other things, they rewarded her in some ways. A soft sigh passed through her lips as she looked on ahead to the gathering, searching the bodies for her brother as always. Yet, when she didn’t spot him, she did spot Ru’in. Immediately, her legs began to take her his way, wondering just how he was fairing in the weather with that heavy coat of his. She glanced back at Rexanna with a gentle smile, announcing that she was going to go stand with Ru’in. She knew this friend was alright with her mother, despite the history his mother and hers had.
So with that confirmation, her and Khairi set out to stand beside the mutated boy. She offered him a gentle smile and reached to greet him gently if he so wished. “Hello Ru’in.” She began, tearing her gaze away from the boy that caused foxes to dance across her flame, continuing her search for a familiar pink woman. She hadn’t seen her close friend in a while, and it was beginning to bother her. Just as she was about to ask Ru’in of his sister’s whereabouts, she noticed the goddess in all her lavender glory, with multicolored glass at her feet as she spoke to the fish creature from before. And just like that, her gaze wouldn’t leave the event at hand.
"Talk."
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