Phaedra was back.

After the violet Goddess of the night had departed, leaving the un-cursed mare alone in the veins, Phae could barely contain herself. Her body seemed to positively hum with the knowledge that she was surely more herself than ever she had been before. Perhaps creatures like Sin or Myrddin would question such a notion, for how could one ever be more themselves? But the oxymoron could not take hold of the golden-girl's mind as it flashed and whirled with the uncharted possibilities of her new magic, and her new body.

No longer were her flanks covered in sores, and her eyes sunken into her skull - hair sprouted and curled from her mane and tail as if the clumps had never fallen out in the first place. Her svelte body felt agile again, no longer burdened by the constraints of the Goddess's curse. Phae had been a natural beauty before, standing out from her fellow Helovian's not due to any strange markings or colouration, but actually from the lack thereof. More and more, she noticed just how many mares were decorated with otherwordly palettes, and in that, Phae was unique. Her sooty palomino coat was not a shiny gold, but a muted one, rather like wet sand upon a beach. Her odd-bird catcher spotting, especially those around her eyes, like beauty marks, combined with her wings reminiscent of an owl, added an earthy, almost gypsy-esque style to the slender arabian. Phae's combined Arabian and Andalusian lines gave her a long and lean body; perfect for flying and agility.

But this doll is one you can definitely take off the shelf to play with.

Forcing herself to move silently - for she was a spy, still - Phae advanced through the Heart. Her dazzling sea-green gaze flickered with the warm light cast from the Heart, as she spied a figure moving ahead. Exhaling softly, Phae nibbled her lip, perking her small ears forward, as she eyed the figure with a hungry interest. She could feel her belly begin to warm as magic stirred within. Moving outward, Phae rounded Sin from his left, attempting to make herself appear out of the shadows.

"Hey there sugar" She called sweetly, feigning a coquettish pause, as if she had simply stumbled upon him. Cresting her neck ever so slightly, she bat her large sea-green eyes a few times, as if merely trying to get used to the shadowy low-light. Moving her muzzle slightly, so that her creamy mane would ripple and cascade down around her chest, she flirtatiously ran her gaze over the dappled boy. "Don't tell me you're here waiting for someone...?"

[Permission to use her magic on Sin?]