It took a moment for the words ushered from those black lips to sink into Ampere's consciousness. Much like the way you can get so tired you are no longer able to sleep, so Ampere found herself craving so long for the truth, that when she finally heard it, the words threatened to slip past her ears like the wind. For a while she said nothing and to Shadow it may appear as though she had lost herself to contemplative thoughts on the matter itself. The reality of it though was that Ampere's pulse had increased, a nearly visible thump in the line of her throat, while her mind tumbled over itself in a celebratory glance. Eventually that glee spiraled outward.

Ampere cried out abruptly with a raucous whoop, tilting just as suddenly on her wing tip and nearly catastrophically dipping down to the right, slipping just beneath Shadow's hooves. Laughing to herself Ampere tumbled in the air, rolling in the fever-pitch of victory. It was a hollow victory though, only given with that relief of grasping what so long you have been reaching for. The more it drew upon Ampere's thoughts though, the more she realized just what it was Shadow has said, and not just that she had said something at all - a change to the dither everyone else had spouted.
Sobering up Ampere cracked her wings back to her sides, lifting on the opposite side of Shadow now, creases chasing away the happiness from her face.
She speaks of the gods Ampere realized. She didn't know the names to match the descriptions Shadow spoke of, but she knew the implications of the four. The taste on her tongue became suddenly foul and it felt as though a lump formed in the back of her mouth, attempting to choke her.
Is this the evil that child spoke of? Ampere wondered of the crack that Shadow mentioned, shuddering at the idea of it. She didn't know how much she could believe in these Helovian gods, not after knowing so many deities with other names in other places, but she did believe in magic and power.

Whatever was happening was big.

Before Ampere could ask Shadow on it further the mare had begun to circle, apparently thinking their conversation finished after Ampere's ridiculous stunts. She couldn't blame her and figured it would be better to digest what she had learned before prying for more. Besides, she had nothing left to trade the mare any more, she was not obligated out of anything but personal kindness, which although Ampere didn't think she lacked, was certain that like anyone, had limits of.
Ampere followed in her draft, just barely catching the words whipping out of the mare's mouth. One word stuck true, Dragon's Throat that prickled in Ampere's body. She threw a glance down below them, shocked they'd already traveled so far so fast. It reminded her starkly of her hunger and winter-wasted muscles, and the thought of landing alongside Shadow brought a fresh ache to her injured forelimbs. She winced.

Then again, maybe they had a healer? They didn't owe her one, but maybe Shadow was of great importance? Ampere glanced at the dark mare spiraling down, wondering. She was certainly knowledgeable...

"HEY! Do you know, is there a big brown stallion here still? Talks short and slow, with bones in his face?" Ampere shouted down, sailing longer, unexcited about the prospect of landing but similarly wanting the rest and respite Shadow offered.