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Featuring Ava
Mentions: Aila (NPC)
Year 766 of the New Age
Windborne, Summer.

What.. what's that filter? Houdinz trying something new? It looks so old, and I had troubles choosing between the vivid colored or this sepia-ish tone... I choose the ladder since it suits it more (I hope).

"In the eye of a hurricane

There is quiet

For just a moment

A yellow sky"

Growing up she had always wondered what fate had in store for her. As a child she had hoped for love. The true love, the love her mother had told her about. She had explained how her father had swept her - literally of her hooves, in a sparring match between the two Stormbringers. It had made her giggle as her mother told about how hard she had fought for him noticing her. Her - her mother which always had been the one chased, not the one chasing.

The thought made her smile faintly and slowly she shifted position, letting herself rest for a moment. Yes, love had been a wonderful but fleeing period of her life, it wasn't nearly as important as becoming a herbalist had been. Secretly she had practiced - trying to remember all the different kinds of herbs which flooded Windborne. She had ventured around in search of everything which looked just a little bit like herbs, dragging her sister along on her search, remembering how she complained when they couldn't find their way back. Oh she had temper alright...

Oh and how she missed them. Slowly the scarlet lowered her head and rested it on the soft ground. She missed them dearly and had yet to give up on her sister. She had to be alive, she just had to be.. it was one of those feeling one couldn't quite shake off, and Ava felt like it had always been there. She couldn't be gone, no, no, no. It was like an itching place one couldn't quite reach. Something in the corner of your eyes but never quite visible. Her presence wasn't around but as long as she hadn't found her dead, there was a chance of finding her alive. The crimson had searched often, asking renegades as well as nomads about the dark doe, but Windborne was big. And today hadn't paid off of either.

Her body was weary after the walk. It had been a long day and she was quite exhausted, yet she hadn't returned to the main herd. She wasn't in need of company after yet another failure and had instead gone towards the sea. The salty breeze was fresh and somewhat refreshing in the late hours, the evening sun was truly beautiful. But the only thing Ava saw when opening her eyes, was yet another day wasted. She should train more. She would become stronger.. she couldn't keep on slacking off like this. The scarlet narrowed her eyes as the sunlight found way through the clouds, keeping her vision in the late light.

She would keep them safe. She hadn't been able to help her parents, she wasn't capable of finding her sister. But she would protect the herd, keeping the promise of true stormbringers. She... she wouldn't fail those who had stayed in her life.

"Thought I would find you here... no success this day either?"

Aila's voice was soft and comforting and her ears flickered back. She had been deep in thoughts when nothing noticing her immediately. Slowly Ava shook her head. Aila had found her... the pale doe covered for her when she was out searching, and was one of the closest friends she had, always within reach and steady as a mountain.

"No, dear... But I haven't asked the nomads from the north. They'll come around in Winter.."

Slowly she looked back at the white doe and faintly she smiled back. She was worried, Ava could easily feel it all around them. But she didn't have to be, because she herself would get by. Always

As a child she had hoped for love

Now she just hoped.

Description
Featuring Ava
Mentions: Aila (NPC)
Year 766 of the New Age
Windborne, Summer.

What.. what's that filter? Houdinz trying something new? It looks so old, and I had troubles choosing between the vivid colored or this sepia-ish tone... I choose the ladder since it suits it more (I hope).

"In the eye of a hurricane

There is quiet

For just a moment

A yellow sky"

Growing up she had always wondered what fate had in store for her. As a child she had hoped for love. The true love, the love her mother had told her about. She had explained how her father had swept her - literally of her hooves, in a sparring match between the two Stormbringers. It had made her giggle as her mother told about how hard she had fought for him noticing her. Her - her mother which always had been the one chased, not the one chasing.

The thought made her smile faintly and slowly she shifted position, letting herself rest for a moment. Yes, love had been a wonderful but fleeing period of her life, it wasn't nearly as important as becoming a herbalist had been. Secretly she had practiced - trying to remember all the different kinds of herbs which flooded Windborne. She had ventured around in search of everything which looked just a little bit like herbs, dragging her sister along on her search, remembering how she complained when they couldn't find their way back. Oh she had temper alright...

Oh and how she missed them. Slowly the scarlet lowered her head and rested it on the soft ground. She missed them dearly and had yet to give up on her sister. She had to be alive, she just had to be.. it was one of those feeling one couldn't quite shake off, and Ava felt like it had always been there. She couldn't be gone, no, no, no. It was like an itching place one couldn't quite reach. Something in the corner of your eyes but never quite visible. Her presence wasn't around but as long as she hadn't found her dead, there was a chance of finding her alive. The crimson had searched often, asking renegades as well as nomads about the dark doe, but Windborne was big. And today hadn't paid off of either.

Her body was weary after the walk. It had been a long day and she was quite exhausted, yet she hadn't returned to the main herd. She wasn't in need of company after yet another failure and had instead gone towards the sea. The salty breeze was fresh and somewhat refreshing in the late hours, the evening sun was truly beautiful. But the only thing Ava saw when opening her eyes, was yet another day wasted. She should train more. She would become stronger.. she couldn't keep on slacking off like this. The scarlet narrowed her eyes as the sunlight found way through the clouds, keeping her vision in the late light.

She would keep them safe. She hadn't been able to help her parents, she wasn't capable of finding her sister. But she would protect the herd, keeping the promise of true stormbringers. She... she wouldn't fail those who had stayed in her life.

"Thought I would find you here... no success this day either?"

Aila's voice was soft and comforting and her ears flickered back. She had been deep in thoughts when nothing noticing her immediately. Slowly Ava shook her head. Aila had found her... the pale doe covered for her when she was out searching, and was one of the closest friends she had, always within reach and steady as a mountain.

"No, dear... But I haven't asked the nomads from the north. They'll come around in Winter.."

Slowly she looked back at the white doe and faintly she smiled back. She was worried, Ava could easily feel it all around them. But she didn't have to be, because she herself would get by. Always

As a child she had hoped for love

Now she just hoped.