it has come to pass...

The mid afternoon sun was shunned by the canopy of the densely populated forest, while the rustling of leaves and brush made for an eerie aura. NADIRA had ventured south of the Foothills, for no particular agenda, other than to investigate the new lands of her new home; Helovia. As she had continued past the Threshold, the trees were seemingly more crowded, making the scenery feel more like a prison than a forest. Magic permeated from deep wounds that laced the wooden trunks, but none of this phased the sea foam mare.

Her travels left her pondering and reflecting over the past few weeks. No doubt, having crossed paths with Osiris, the wolf horse, had made things… well, had made things more… interesting, to say the least. NADIRA couldn’t find a better word to describe the circumstances she had faced any better than interesting. He had evoked mixed emotions within her, having her second guess her own behavior and mannerisms. Were they really that ancient?

All the same, his company was something she craved desperately. She hadn’t really comprehended that until he had left, in search of Ophelia. The mare was a taller version of her, except with duo tone orbs, and a crimson tipped mane. As she had discovered, appearances had spoken quite clearly, already causing misunderstandings. Not just with Osiris either. Ophelia’s body language spoke of her own mystery through a presence she radiated. Even if she had no memory, no recollection of her past, she had seen it in both Osiris’s and her spheres. The pain had been deep, and it had stirred unknown feelings within her spirit.

Unbeknownst, her hoof falls were silent as death itself. Deep in thought, no one would know of her existence had they not been specifically tracking or looking for her. Though it was midday, and her hide held no pigmentation to speak of, the eeriness of the deep forest only added to her ghost like appearance. What little streams of filtered sunlight that were able to penetrate through the canopy, reflected off her canvas with a bioluminescence effect.

Thoughts of crossing paths with her 'twin' had flooded her pretty head. She wanted to know more of what attracted Osiris to her. She was far from jealous, more honored than anything else to be mistaken for this mare known as Ophelia. It seemed as though there were two of a kind, in some strange way. Though she was certain like the leaves were green that their pasts were not of the same. But she couldn’t be too sure. But she wouldn’t know unless she searched out her answer.

There was no such thing of critters scampering about this deep into the magic of the forest. NADIRA felt the strength of it slowly seeping into her own being as she ventured deeper into the forest. It could only mean one thing; she was entering into the heart of the deep forest, where paranormal occurrences would seem to be an everyday normality.

Silence caged her so that the feather light stir across the surface of the pool echoed like a whisper in her fragile ears. They swiveled atop her crown, catching the direction it came from, altering her path to the heart of the deep forest. Curiosity overtook her. Coming to a stand still beside the edge of the clear liquid, the bloodied bottom captured her focus, almost pulling her into the still liquid. Shivers ran chaotically up and down her spine. How could something so intriguing hold so much evil and death within its wake, she wondered.

The presence of another creature overcame her senses. Though it was not of a threatening ambience, the white mare still lifted her visage and eyed her surroundings cautiously. With as much magic that lived within these trees, she couldn’t be certain as to where or what she would face. Fleeing would only attract whatever it was. The only defense she had at this point was the pool that separated her and the creature. She wasn’t sure how close or how far it was from becoming visible. But with a little bit of patience, hopefully she would soon find out.

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it has come to pass...

The white form that encompassed the timeless essence jumped a little at the shrill that exited the darkness of the shadows. But when Comadre appeared under the streaks of lights, a sigh of relief flooded over her, and she knew it would only be a moment and Osiris would be right behind.

The dragon landed just above the unicorn’s façade, the first she had encountered such closeness to the creature, and a feeling of honor filled her. For Comadre to show such trust towards her, with no bond holding them, she respected the gesture and did not take it for granted. Instead, a sparkle flashed in those glacier orbs of her’s, like a shooting star. The smile that creased her maw was one of those shy but contagious ones.

“Well, it’s good to see you too Comadre.”

Her words were light and she moved her ivory horn closer to the dark dragon, so he may crawl onto it, if he so desired. This would be a first for her, to encounter anything like this of the sort, and she couldn’t help but feel her nerves rise and cause butterflies to evolve. She quietly wondered if Comadre did this often with his bonded’s other friends or acquaintances, but chose not to voice her curiosity in the matter.

Just like a scene out of a horror movie, the wolf horse seemed to form out of the shadows. The sunlight that dared to peek through the treetops rested on his frame, highlighting certain features and leaving some to the shadows. If she had not known Osiris on a personal level, the circumstance would have sent her back in the other direction she had come from. But Comadre had already set the stage. So to see only half of Osiris, though a few shivers crept down her spine, a queasy sensation outweighed everything else.

She swallowed slowly as he approached her. She could feel herself shrink, though in reality, quite the opposite happened, and she stood taller. His words lingered above her head as she rested her iceberg gaze on his. How could she focus on what was being said when all these mixed emotions were ravaging her from the inside. And in all actuality, she hadn't exactly traveled too far, so to speak. As her wanderer’s heart had not settled down. She couldn’t seem to want or desire to stay in one place.

Her one major fear had been already experienced. Caged in a mortal body, and she would not experience that again. The only way she knew to avoid it, was to wander, to explore. And that was precisely what she was doing. Or had she set out to find Osiris? She could feel her heart drum against her chest and she had to close her orbs to regain her composure. Her auds flicked only once or twice and when she re-examined her surroundings and gathered her bearings, a small smile etched her delicate features. It wasn’t forced, but it wasn’t an over the top gleeful smile either.

“Glad to see you too Osiris. I suppose it’s a good thing you are here then.”

Her wind chime vocals harmonized as they were delicately positioned within the space provided between the two beings. Her brow was slightly raised in a pragmatic fashion, in response to his apparent doubt in her ability to take care of herself. But then she had to remind herself, no one knew who she truly was, truly capable of. And so she let her defensive poise evaporate from her.

Though she couldn’t hear the exchange being made between the two, the stare down is what made her aware of an unnatural vibration that was emitted from the dragon to her horn. Diverting her gaze for the moment, to allow for any privacy she could offer, she let her spheres carry over Osiris’s frame and really observed what made him, well…. Him. It actually quite fascinated her, and she began to think what it must be like to stay warm against his fur when winter would soon come.

She had to shake her pretty little head clear and dry of the thoughts she had let enter and form within her. She had been down that path before, and it had cost her nearly everything she had ever known. Osiris was not a housedog. He was a hybrid equine, with a feral wolf living inside of him. And she had to treat him with the respect his kind deserved.

As he was now fully out of the shadows, she noticed his hide was a darker charcoal hue. She was almost too drunk and intoxicated on his scent alone, to hardly notice Comadre’s little escapade to cradle within her milky strands of silk resting heavily against her sleek nape. His words were richly deep and dark, like the shadows. Like she had felt the darkness elsewhere… the nightmares that seemed to devour her whenever she attempted rest. If she were to see a doctor, back on Earth, she knew precisely what they would deem her problem: insomnia.

Bothered her? Comadre, a pest? She had to smile and a child’s laugh fell from her lips like a dreamy haze.

“Au contraire, monsieur.”

Her French was impeccable, captivating and intriguing. But she wasn’t trying to be anyone but herself. She de-rated her physical beauty to being plain, easily missed and skimmed over for nothing more than a mare who kept her business to herself.

“I like little pests. They keep me company and out of trouble.”

A flicker of an amused smile crossed her façade and she was finally able to feel Comadre settle, nestle himself; embed himself, within her thick mane. She wondered where Ophelia was. Surely after how Osiris had disappeared once the white mare had fled, now she could only guess the two were inseparable. Though it was not jealously that overtook her. She wished to meet the mare, and hoped maybe to make a new friend. Any friend of Osris, she wished to call a friend as well.


ooc: I am so sorry for the long post. But Nadira had way too much to say. Gosh, I almost hated to post all this...

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it has come to pass...

"You are foolish if you think I can always protect you."

His retort wasn’t completely set aside, as it lingered on the chord strings in the back of her cranium. It was a good thing she had long ago stopped depending on others, or she might have taken more offense to his words, for they would have been true. But nothing stopped what she felt, and it stung in the tiniest corner of her being, to know she had to deny everything she ever felt for the wolf horse. Maybe in a fairy tale ending, things could have had a happy ending, but now her fairy tale had turned reality, and reality never ended in a happily ever after…

The unblemished figment of the girl bearing the horn could see there were more words to be said, but the attention span of the two was diverted to the unicorn’s twin… Ophelia. Despite the height and the bloodied tips of hair strands, the two could have been mirror images of each other. It was quite evident to Nadira that there was hesitation on Phi’s part. She tilted her visage as Phi joined them, wondering why the hesitation. Was her presence so new to the world of Helovia, that she was still regarded with apprehension in some fashion?

Tinek and Comadre gave quite a display of their welcoming greeting, before settling down once again, absorbed in each other and other fascinating things of the sort. Nadira saw the surprise surface at Phi’s entrance and then dim all within seconds. It was strange, really, for she had witnessed it in the Foothills as well. Was she missing something that she should have been able to pick up on? The taller mare offered a thank you to Osiris, for a favor it seemed earlier. Though Osiris appeared, as it had been only habit and the right thing to do at the time. What a funny way of accepting an apology, she thought to herself. And then she turned to Nadira, with an apology for her actions while their meeting in the Foothills, and the petite mare placed on a smile on her delicate features.

“We can never truly prepare ourselves for unexplainable occurrences. What is done is now past. I am glad you stopped by. I hope we did not detour your route.”

Again, the burning gaze she felt as the wolf’s orbs looked toward her was enough to make her feel heated. But with the other mare’s question, in lieu of Osiris’s inquiry towards her wanderings, it was a pleasant distraction to focus on, for the time being. Her brows had furrowed, asking her about her venture from the Foothills, and Nadira figured now would be as good a time as any to answer the question that had seemed to cross both her company’s thoughts.

“I did indeed venture a bit out of the way, I suppose. But I am a bit of an explorer. A gypsy at heart, and to be quite honest, I have probably gotten turned around just a bit. But everything is so captivating in these parts of Helovia, I find myself lost with intrigue, that I end up exploring more than I should, probably.”

She was also known for daydreaming and getting side tracked quite easily. So it did not surprise her that she had found herself so far deep into the forest. She would have eventually found her way out. Or might have decided to turn back and follow her way out, the way she had come in. It hadn’t been like she was trying to sneak her way about. If she had done that, she would have left an untraceable path. But it was quite clear the path she had taken, as she took a quick glance to survey the small amount of twigs and branches she had snapped on her way there.

“Why is it that I find the two of you here? Of all places…”

Her singsong lyrics faded as she found herself lost in thought, bringing her focus back to Osiris and Phi.