Hyaline was his home now. The concept still felt strange to him. Since he’d arrived in Beqanna he’d wandered aimlessly throughout the kingdoms, never settling on just one. It was simpler that way. He’d wanted to spare himself the pain of rejection, the pain of their constant questions. He’d quickly discovered, however, that it didn’t matter. No matter how hard he craved silence, he’d always been met with curiosity.
 
Many mornings he wondered from his sleeping spot to watch the sunrise upon a nearby ledge. The way the sun rose up from behind the peaks and kissed the land – it made him feel grateful for his place there.
 
This morning had been much like the others. Still as stone he stood as he watched the world around him awaken. Birds flew from their nests and various other creatures left their dens in search of breakfast. Their day to day toiling brought him peace. There’s was a seemingly simple existence. It was as he watched a mother bird feed her young that a familiar scent wafted up to him upon his perch.
 
His head snapped in the direction of her sweet perfume, his eyes narrowing upon the sight of her in disbelief. Like him, she’d reveled in her seclusion – choosing to remain hidden upon the brambles and branches of the forest. Not now, it would seem. She’d left the comfort of her chosen exile and he saw the searching in her eyes.
 
Peeling himself away he casually made his way down to her, his hooves dislodging stones and dirt and he slid down the slight decline. Level with her now, he rounded the curve, revealing himself to her.
 
“Erinys?”
 
Her name was question enough and he knew that she would understand the hidden questions that boiled within him. Why are you here?

It is not easy to forget the moment his eyes had first met hers from across the spans of the Meadow. One million emotions had flooded his senses. Their spirits had been kindred from the start, victims of the short comings of their lives. He’d seen his own pain mirrored within the depths of her amber gaze.
 
He recognizes the effects of his words upon her instantly, bursting up from the innocence of her searching’s. The sudden sharpness of his wordless question had wounded her. Cursing himself he closed the distance between them, his eyes softening upon her. It was hard for him to ignore the prettiness of her face as she smiles. Despite her poorly formed body, her features were gentle and not without beauty. When they’d first met he’d done his best to assure her that the fate she’d given herself did not have to be how her story ended. There was hope for her and a place if only she was willing to reach out and take it. Tough words coming from the likes of him. And, yet, here they stood. The homed and the homeless.
 
Her smile fades as the realization of his unfiltered response to her presence hit her. Erinys becomes listless, her eyes shifting about herself. As she speaks his heart leans towards her and his body responds by rushing to embrace her. Pulling her tightly against his chest he is filled with a warmth he handn’t felt in a long time. If ever.
 
“I am glad that you came.”