The dark was wearing on the nerves of every horse she met, herself included. Tail swishing anxiously against an unseen plant, the seamare made her way cautiously to where Titanya's voice carried from.
The shoreline was a blessing, she was quickly learning. With eyes so long exposed to the dark, it was almost easy to navigate by plankton-light. There she found the figure of the tigress mare faintly illuminated, a dark shadow on a darker backdrop. "You're safe? The children as well?" She asked quickly, hoping the dark hadn't brought with it any more obvious dangers.
She listened with a tightened jaw as Titanya shared what little she knew, glancing skyward as if some further clarity might be hidden there. There was only black, endless sky, interrupted only by the thinnest suggestion of the sun haloed far beyond them. A fat, watching eye that cast only enough light to be seen, not to see by.
She disliked the idea of being watched, but couldn't shake it now that it had occurred. What could be out there, able to see them while they stumbled around near-blind? "It's certainly not natural." She commented, stating the obvious perhaps. It was a place to start, though. If it wasn't natural, what had caused it, then? "The fairies, do you think? Perhaps they've been made angry by something.." It sounded plausible. Their history was peppered with the caprice of the fey, and the repercussions of challenging them. If that were the case, whoever or whatever had set them off needed to be sorted out, and quickly.
@[Titanya]