Settling alongside her companion, Heartfire stares out across the expanse of her home. Though only a portion of the kingdom is visible from this vantage, it is stunning. The sea stretches out to their right, the coastal land curving around to display sandy beaches and rocky vistas as far as the eye can see. Trees stand in occasional clumps along the grassy plateau  overlooking endless expanses of briny water. It is beautiful and open, endless sights and wide expanses.

And absolutely nothing like the warm and humid confines of the jungle.

The land might be different, nearly opposite, of what the sisterhood had first set roots in, but it belongs to them nonetheless. They had made it theirs. After a moment’s silence, a moment long enough the contemplate the view stretching out before them, Heartfire shifts her gaze to her companion. Finally, she offers by way of introduction, “Nerine.” A faint tug to her lips brings the corners upwards into the slightest of curves. “Not entirely what you’d expect, I’m sure. But we have made it ours.”

The world had completely realigned itself in this latest great upheaval. The old is gone, giving way to the new and fresh. Giving way to shifted borders and kingdoms without true alignment. No longer could a horse walk in and know what to expect. It is far more a game of chance now, with allegiances  and viewpoints shifting with each changing tide. With each new leader and overtaken throne.

This is a world made for a creature like Heartfire. One she has settled into, grown comfortable with. One she has seen rise from the ashes of the old. She cannot help but agree with the former queen. Change could be good. It could be very, very good.

She lingers upon the spectacular view for a long moment, seeing it as Tantalize must. So easily the eyes become jaded, a sight seen over and over again fading until one barely notices it anymore. It is a good reminder, timely and needed, just how much the jaded eye can miss. For Heartfire especially, when sight is her world.

But then her focus is drawn to the present, shifting to her companion, blue eyes sharp, curious.

The question brings a faint smile to her lips, her gaze briefly scanning their surroundings before settling once more upon the spotted woman. “They are around. Nerine has many places not readily seen from its borders. I am certain though, that you will have the opportunity to meet Nayl sooner than you might have hoped.”