10-07-2021, 08:08 PM
SUNLIGHT
Sunlight is not greeted with fire and brimstone, no nightmares squeeze into her mind and there are no shadows nor darkness to pierce her flesh. She is actually quite disappointed with the severe lack of anything - all in all, the kingdom is still what it had been when she had left many years ago as a filly. She briefly wonders if her sisters are still here, but the sting of their memory is enough for Sunlight to brush their faces away from her mind, also brushing away any affection she might harbor for anything or anyone besides herself.
Her gold-tipped ears flick towards the unfamiliar voice, surprised that this is the way she was being greeted. She had expected an inferno, for the volcano to be in shambles and lava to be spewing uncontrollably - she had even expected to be attacked, but instead is sorely surprised to be greeted by a green woman who she holds no recollection of that seems equally surprised to see anyone else amongst the inland plains as well.
The fire-laced woman snorts, halting her feathered legs but doing nothing to douse the trickling fire she had started. Her white flames are hungry it seems, eating up the dry golden grasses with little assistance. Perhaps the woman is merely a distraction, a ploy for the real darkness that lives here, so Sunlight remains aloof with little fires sprouting from her fetlocks.
“Divest, hello,” comes Sunlight’s curious reply, her brilliant eyes deeply narrowing as the badger markings of her face outline their intensity. She flicks her tail almost impatiently, sparks of white flame crackling within the gold of her tail the movement. “Everyone is gone?” she asks mildly, turning her attention away from the pastel green mare for a moment to scan Tephra fleetingly, wondering if the statement rings with truth. The tri-colored mare peers into Divest’s mind briefly and openly sneers at the realization of the truth. “Everyone is gone,” she clarifies with certainty, turning her face sharply towards Divest with something like a smile.
Sunlight sighs as if to regain her composure, rolling her shoulders. The flames still chew at the grass, slow and methodical in their listless trance. “My name is Sunlight. I used to live here,” she admits, though there is no love lost for the volcanic land. She had come only to see the chaos but now seems to have missed it completely. Her pale lips press together firmly, thoughtful.
“Where is everyone? I find it hard to believe a whole kingdom would just up and leave.”
Her gold-tipped ears flick towards the unfamiliar voice, surprised that this is the way she was being greeted. She had expected an inferno, for the volcano to be in shambles and lava to be spewing uncontrollably - she had even expected to be attacked, but instead is sorely surprised to be greeted by a green woman who she holds no recollection of that seems equally surprised to see anyone else amongst the inland plains as well.
The fire-laced woman snorts, halting her feathered legs but doing nothing to douse the trickling fire she had started. Her white flames are hungry it seems, eating up the dry golden grasses with little assistance. Perhaps the woman is merely a distraction, a ploy for the real darkness that lives here, so Sunlight remains aloof with little fires sprouting from her fetlocks.
“Divest, hello,” comes Sunlight’s curious reply, her brilliant eyes deeply narrowing as the badger markings of her face outline their intensity. She flicks her tail almost impatiently, sparks of white flame crackling within the gold of her tail the movement. “Everyone is gone?” she asks mildly, turning her attention away from the pastel green mare for a moment to scan Tephra fleetingly, wondering if the statement rings with truth. The tri-colored mare peers into Divest’s mind briefly and openly sneers at the realization of the truth. “Everyone is gone,” she clarifies with certainty, turning her face sharply towards Divest with something like a smile.
Sunlight sighs as if to regain her composure, rolling her shoulders. The flames still chew at the grass, slow and methodical in their listless trance. “My name is Sunlight. I used to live here,” she admits, though there is no love lost for the volcanic land. She had come only to see the chaos but now seems to have missed it completely. Her pale lips press together firmly, thoughtful.
“Where is everyone? I find it hard to believe a whole kingdom would just up and leave.”
a fire shall be woken
@Divest