"We stand upon the precipice of change. The world fears the inevitable plummet into the abyss. Watch for that moment and when it comes, do not hesitate to leap. It is only when you fall that you learn whether you can fly."
        -- Flemeth, Dragon Age II

Everything was changing and perhaps if she better understood the potential finality of what could come, she might be more afraid. As it is, though, she is merely cautious, hesitant, and uncertain. Mamae had slipped away again and she still hadn't found any trace of her father but she is ever hopeful. Her soft green gaze is always searching, her young and optimistic heart leading the way and keeping her steps almost absurdly light. Even as the skies began to grow dark and whispered voices spoke of the sudden disappearance of the Gods, she did her best not to fret. She simply followed the crowds, finding the much more condensed space far more convenient for her searching.

Bella continued to come up empty, she didn't see Sikeax's familiar face or find any trace of the Golden Prince. What she found instead was a simple egg tucked away on the edge of the thick black shadows pushing in on Helovia's residents, yellow and warm like the sun. It reminds her of her birth place and it's patron God. She is drawn to it and in knowing how quickly the shadows had begun to close in on them, she felt the need to help it. It wouldn't be long before it, too, would be engulfed in the phantom black stuff and Bella didn't want to find out exactly what that would do to the innocent egg. The yearling moves towards it, turning herself sideways to inch closer to it, lifting one wing to help protect her face. It doesn't work as well as she'd hoped, causing her to cough a few times before she lowers her head to nudge the egg away from the shadows as quickly as she can. She follows it and then continues to nudge it to safety. Bella finds a comfortable space several feet from the darkness before she lies down with the egg resting comfortably between her front legs. "It's alright. You're safe now." she murmurs to it softly, rubbing the smooth shell with her velvety soft nose.

She is oddly content there, close enough to the crowd but happily stuck in her own naive bubble. It is then that the egg begins to jiggle and hum. It fidgets between her legs before the cracks begin to form. Soft green eyes watch intently, wonder and curiosity preventing her from witnessing the carnage that had begun near the front of the group. For her, there is merely peace. Innocent, naive peace. Bella's world hasn't come crashing down just yet. Instead, new life pushes itself from the egg, bringing a smile to her face. The creature is small, fluffy, and light with funny little ears that are almost disproportionately large. His colors are warm, reminiscent of the desert sands and bright sunny days. His nose is dark and his eyes are a warm golden brown that almost instantly makes her heart flutter. "Elgar'nan." she whispers, touching her nose to his.

The two share a few moments together before the screams grow too intense to ignore. Her new friend clumsily climbs up her shoulder and onto her back where he settles in between her folded wings. With him safely tucked away, the girl rises and begins to weave curiously through the crowd. That's when she catches a glimpse of the Golden Prince out of the corner of her eye. "DADDY!" she shouts, unabashedly joyful that she'd found him again. She wasn't expecting his urgency, wasn't expecting the anxiety and fear that came next. She is jostled by him, his body urging her forward into the strange thing ahead, but Elgar'nan manages to hold on tight. Bella doesn't resist, instead she throws herself forward, matching his urgency and comforted by the feel of him so near to her again. They are together as they go through the portal and whatever happens now, at least they have each other.

daughter of the sea soul and the golden prince