North.

It was all we knew for now, travelling to the land where the Sun seemed smaller, further away, where the chill in the air ran to the bones, where the winds blew one's wings haphazardly this way and that. My beloved was the exception there, of course, for she held magic that allowed her to hold onto the wind, to bend it to her will, and if she concentrated enough, to warm the air around us. We has just left the Threshold, and with the dark mare Shadow in our wake (Cirrus did her best to extend her magic to the wings of the pegasus so that the flying was easy for her so soon after an ordeal of breaking one's neck and being healed again). The weather was much more mild than their meeting the previous so her concentration was not as much of a battle to keep.

I clung to my beloved's back with teeth and claw, my frame not truly designed for travelling in the air aboard the rump of a pegasus, but when the weather was fine, and my beloved took care to make the flight smooth, I managed. My balance was growing better each time I experienced the flight - I found myself enjoying the view more often, rather then permanently fretting as to when we would next land. Cirrus' happiness was reflected within at my slow acceptance of this, and I thumped my tail across her rump in cheery acknowledgement. We grew closer with every day that passed, something that kept both of us in awe.

The landscape beneath us had turned decidedly white, and blue. The strange deepness of ice below was like nothing we had seen before - Cirrus silently reflected on her brief visit here as a young filly, some two years ago, and then it had been during the melting temperatures of TallSun. I felt the thought, the question, reverberate in her crown, as to whether she would meet the same spotted creature this time, and I felt her shudder at the thought of it, now knowing what she knew about him. I did what I could to comfort her, embracing her with our mental link, reassuring her that should he prove hostile I would chew on his neck until it bled and stained his spotted hide a deep, delicious red. It won't come to that, I heard her think, clutching to hopes that struggled against the sheer magnitude of the truth laid out before her.

The strange cave that existed beneath the great curve of the ice shelf did not go unnoticed by our matching cerulean gazes, and with gentle angling, we descended towards the curiously large cave. Landing upon the permafrost with delicate ease, I leapt from her back with similar practised grace, shaking my thick, maned neck and stretching my body out, letting the blood flow back to those muscles starved from oxygen through extended tension and maintenance of one single position. Immediately I smelled and tasted the air near us, tail waving behind me as my head lifted and fell, my paws taking me around with large strides across the area, hesitating before walking across the entrance to the cave. Cirrus lingered where she had landed, her gaze drinking in her surroundings, her leonine tail swaying this way and that with idle thoughts.

A sound tweaked my interest, and hers. We both approached the entrance to the cave, and with my hair standing on its end, a deep growl rolled from my throat, growing louder and more repetitive as it reverberated down, deeper and deeper, into the cave.

[ ooc :: Set before the no-magic plot.
@[Shadow], and anyone else, is welcome to join us.
@[Zdravilo] , I know you're quest has been put on hold, but they could have a thread anyway? :3 ]