Aviya grew quickly tired of her brother's protective demeanor. Swallowing hard, the filly took a step towards her brother and opened her jaws. Reaching out she grasped one of the soft feathers, the small ones closest to his shoulders, and quickly ripped it out. "You're molting, brother." The filly lied, spitting the feather out of her mouth. With cold blue eyes she examined him, stepping closer to him. "You should have father check that out." Her words were almost dismissive. To say Aviya was an odd creature was an understatement. She loved her siblings, in a demented kind of way; she felt superior to them and yet she would fight to the death to protect them. They here her's. Exhaling gently, Aviya turned around to stand juxtaposed to her brother, curling her neck to touch her pink nose to his neck. "This are the Heavenly Fields, dear Mesec, a wonderful place." Aviya lifted her head once more and looked up at the sky, veiling her crystalline eyes. "We're close to her here, you know." Aviya was, of course, referencing the mutt's mother. The Moon Goddes. The bitch gave him wings.

It was the brightness of the flames that pulled Aviya from her odd trance, pulling her attention away from the sun's rays. Blinking she narrowed her eyes, turning her gaze away slightly to protect from the light of the flames. From them stepped a white filly, not any older than her or Mesec. To the dark princess' dismay, the creature held wings as well. Groaning, to herself more than anything, Aviya took a step forward towards the gold painted female as she called out. "What do you want?" Aviya's cool voice is low and murky, filled with poison. As the filly stops near them Aviya lowers her horn by tucking her chin, pointing it delicately at the new girl's face. She takes another step forward then, bu more towards the side, as if to block her younger brother. At her feet, small wisps of fog emerged from nowhere, waiting for any sign of danger.

Aviya's magic was growing in strength each day, with d'Artagnan making her practice. She had discovered it only seasons ago, before they took refuge in the Basin, with the mare named Faelene. Aviya's growing tail flicked gently, recalling the female. Aviya had commanded a gull to retreive and amulet for Faelene with her entrapping fog, and she had sadistically continued to use it on small animals ever since. Once, she had even made two squirrels fight to the death. That had been taxing, but now she was older and stronger, and her magic took less out of her with each use.

"Speak"