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01-22-2017, 07:57 PM
so i listen to the wind for an answer
Frostfall. It had turned into one giant bird turd for her anymore. Nothing good ever came of that season. One would think she’d hate the season her family had been murdered in (Orangemoon), but no, it was Frostfall that seemed to take the cake. Orangemoon had been a blur of running and just trying to survive and finding Helovia and being so overwhelmed that she’d never stopped to think about what had actually happened. But Frostfall, her first one here, had been lonely and harsh and she’d spent so much of it wandering, not knowing what to do.
The last Frostfall had left her feeling the same. Like even a year later she did not belong. To top it off, Glasgow had left the Edge, leaving Lyanna with one less companion on the place she called home that felt still so full of strangers to her. Though she had a few good friends there, at least. Today, actually, she’d been on her way to the Basin to see how Glasgow was making out in her new home.
But then a Yeti caught her attention. At least, she thinks it’s a Yeti. Or maybe, in truth, it was the egg in his horns, or maybe the blood on his fur. It was hard to be sure just what, exactly, caught her attention in the first place. But in truth, it is the egg that brings her to him. She’s seen enough eggs turn into companions to know what prize might be offered at the end of his task. And that, at least, would be a friend she could not lose. A companion in a place where she still felt so alone.
She doesn’t know the others gathered, though some are familiar, a few children from the Edge that she’s seen around. There’s a colt that looks like he’s standing in light, and she can’t help but watch him for a moment too long, the light somehow transfixing. But soon, she pulls her gaze away, looking at the other horses gathered, and eventually, back at the Yeti. Waiting to see what task he has in store.
The last Frostfall had left her feeling the same. Like even a year later she did not belong. To top it off, Glasgow had left the Edge, leaving Lyanna with one less companion on the place she called home that felt still so full of strangers to her. Though she had a few good friends there, at least. Today, actually, she’d been on her way to the Basin to see how Glasgow was making out in her new home.
But then a Yeti caught her attention. At least, she thinks it’s a Yeti. Or maybe, in truth, it was the egg in his horns, or maybe the blood on his fur. It was hard to be sure just what, exactly, caught her attention in the first place. But in truth, it is the egg that brings her to him. She’s seen enough eggs turn into companions to know what prize might be offered at the end of his task. And that, at least, would be a friend she could not lose. A companion in a place where she still felt so alone.
She doesn’t know the others gathered, though some are familiar, a few children from the Edge that she’s seen around. There’s a colt that looks like he’s standing in light, and she can’t help but watch him for a moment too long, the light somehow transfixing. But soon, she pulls her gaze away, looking at the other horses gathered, and eventually, back at the Yeti. Waiting to see what task he has in store.
lyanna
Seeking a Zephyr
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