Myrna suffocate the fire  i started-------------------- right when it kindles Myrna recovers from her otherworldly experience quickly, another gift of her bloodline. When she wakes on her first morning in her new home, there is no soreness in her body. She rises to her feet, stretching and yawning as she shakes out her mane. There is no sign at all of what she has been through on her palomino skin, but shadows do remain in the depths of her blue-grey eyes. Shadows and determination, for as soon as she is fully awake she heads back the way she had come. The journey to the Mountain feels shorter, or perhaps her mind is simply lost in thought as she goes. All too quickly it is towering ahead of her, so tall that it pierces the clouds. She has hardly any understanding of their magic, but their omniscience seems indisputable, so she simply speaks aloud. “I am here to reclaim Starlace’s gift.” She says. “I would take her protection to the Gates.”