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[Nazul]

from the ashes a fire shall be woken
a light from the shadows shall spring

It was the fire that roused her.
It had been decades since Nazul had disappeared from life in Beqanna’s kingdoms, decades since she’d faded into the innermost shadows and hollows of the Jungle, melting into the last part of her life she could cling to. She’d spent years shifting from form to form, leaving behind the equine species she’d been born as to live as a creature of the Jungle. Fierce felines, swift birds, agile monkeys – she’d been them all, had lived and died and lived again in so many forms it was a struggle to even remember the one that used to be hers. 
It had simply grown too wearisome, too difficult for the immortal phoenix to continue as she had been. She’d seen sisters, queens, friends and family born and live and die around her, with nothing remaining the same, even herself. Oh, she endured, to be sure, bursting into a fiery death only to be reborn every 20 years or so like clockwork, but the years had weighed on the phoenix in a way they never had before. Too many deaths, too many betrayals lingered in the shadows of her mind for Nazul to continue caring, and so she’d disappeared and left it all behind. The Jungle was the only thing of meaning left in her life anyway.
It was the fire that had finally roused her from the uncaring stupor she’d lived in for decades. The scent of smoke, the sight of ash in the air, the heat of the flames on her skin. Typically the phoenix would have simply weathered that calamity like any other Jungle creature and then gone about her day, but this time, the faintest tendril of curiosity wormed its way to the forefront of her mind, and almost before she realized it, she was padding towards the more central areas of the Jungle to investigate. 
She was almost to the inhabited places when she realized that wandering back into the world as a ink black jaguar wasn’t perhaps the best of choices. While the sisters had long ago grown used to the felines that prowled the shadows of their kingdom, that didn’t mean they weren’t still wary of what the jungle cats could do. Nazul paused in the shadows, struggling for long moments to remember what she was supposed to be. It had been so long since she had been Nazul that the phoenix could barely remember what form was the one that was truly hers. It was black, female, and a horse – that much she knew, so for now that’s what she went with. Almost without thought her body shifted, growing and lengthening into the form of a black mare, its breed indistinguishable. Nazul glanced back at herself curiously, then as an afterthought added a black curling unicorn’s horn on her head and black feathery wings on her shoulders. They weren’t something she’d been born with, but she remembered being fond of them, the last time she’d been a horse.
Once more in her own skin (kind of), the phoenix resumed her journey. More than a few of the sisters seemed to be fleeing the borders, rage and bloodlust in their eyes, and so the phoenix followed unobtrusively, flying high enough overhead to not be seen. It took very little time for her to realize the destination – once upon a time the Chamber had been as a second home to her, and it remained close to her heart even after all these years. 
No longer needing a guide, the phoenix flew ahead to observe the battle. For that’s what she found in the mess below her – a fierce battle, full of blood and screams and more than a little magic. She didn’t insert herself into the fighting – it had been far too many years since she’d last given a damn about the politics of the kingdoms or even the sisterhood she’d once served – but instead the black phoenix simply circled around overhead, watching. Dark eyes caught sight of strangers and familiar faces alike, though so many of those below were faces from her past that she gave very little thought to their being real. Starlace, Tatter, Set – all had been gone for even longer than she had, and with very little care she simply assumed that her mind, so long accustomed to solitude, had simply supplanted their faces onto the unknown equines battling below. Still, it was fun to watch the war playing out below while she remained an uncaring observer up above them all, even if she was apparently going a little bit crazy.

Nazul

Basically....she's back, and just randomly flying around overhead watching the battle. You can interact with her if you want to, or not - up to you~