telling dreams from one another
It had been like this when they had been young, hadn't it?
The world had been hazy and dark and without the knowledge of language, how had the brothers communicated? Nashua can only hold his glow for a matter of moments (and he focuses, forcing the light to become bright for a shining minute) but his light does what he hoped it would. It brings Yanhua to him and the striped stallion gives a beaming smile to his taller brother.
"Yan," Nash breathed; (releasing a sigh of relief that it had been his twin he had found and not one of those vile monsters lurking). "Winds," the pegasus states, "it's good to see you."
He draws his wings in, settling them comfortably against his sides when his brother finally stops. Even as the glow diminishes from his gold stripes, Yanhua supplies them with more light from his glowing mane that acts as a beacon in these dark and hazy woods. "Where haven't I been?" he banters back before explaining his most recent trek to the Isle and Leilan's wish to bring light (how they missed their aurora and the river of colors she used to bring each night) to the frozen island. Nash had been traveling between Taiga and Nerine, trying to find some solution for the Freyr (he had thought to mention Popinjay and her fires but that would have been temporary, at best) before they would travel to the Mountain.
Which leads the winged stallion to his next question.
"Mother mentioned that you and Amarine had traveled there before...," and Nashua trails off though his head tilts the swallowing darkness all around them. His green eyes glance back to his brother, apprehensively curious. "What happened?" They catch on the thin rays of light that linger by @[Yanhua]'s chestnut sides and Nash knows what his next question will be, already fighting back his hope at the answer (he is the only child of Lilliana with wings and that difference between himself and his horned twin has always been something that gnawed at him).
What were they?