open | i want the mountains to crumble

[bolder]

Bolder looks first to Lillibet, unable to ignore the gold stripes that look so similar to his own. His silver eyes linger there a moment too long, before he remembers that he is not an eagle or a wolf, some other shape that might afford anonymity. He looks sharply up to spy the tightness of her clenched jaw, and he can’t help but wonder if her reaction is because of something that he has done.

She is Lillibet of Sylva, a land gone.

Perhaps that is the reason for her temperament, and nothing to do with him at all.

The young pegasus adjusts his auburn wings carefully, and then turns his moon-marked face towards the other mare. The one from Baltia, a land that he has never heard of. The arrival of Elliana - a mare that he is familiar with - causes him to glance a moment too long again, before Bolder turns his attention back to Rezza. He is eager for news, for something that he might bring back to Mazikeen.

”This is Beqanna,” Bolder states, glancing once to Lillibet of Sylva before turning his slate-colored stare back to the pale Baltian. ”The Earth shook because of the Dark God,” he goes on to explain, though he omits his own involvement. ”Strange magic happened, and then -,” he stops at the thought of the South. It hadn’t been his home nor had he strong ties to the place.

Not like the girl from Sylva who had lost her home.
It doesn't feel like his story to tell.

Instead, he catches on to the name of what Rezza has mentioned.

”What are these the Ruins of?”

@Elliana