Wherever I am is exactly where I'm supposed to be [Sorea, ANY]

[Ashara]

ASHARA

The Golden vixen was quick to escort the dappled femme from the field. The path was becoming well worn from the diligent work of the loyal members, and the lack of growth this time of year. Her honey-hued appendages happy to be stretched and warmed by the exercise.

“I’m sure you will like it here. Everyone is quite friendly.” She mentions when the path is wide enough to stand side by side. She can’t help but hope the mare may even like it enough to stay. It doesn’t take very long to reach the opening of the rolling hills. Even in winter it’s still a beautiful place. They make their way towards the namesake, the roar growing in volume and the mist palpable. “If either caste interests you, there are two sides: the diplomats and warriors. Each have their own set of responsibilities.” She explains. Her amber pools searching the distance for whoever would approach first. She made a promise to show Sorea the Falls, introduce her to at least the king and queen then escort her to The Dale where Phaedrus would be waiting.

If you're ever gonna find a silver lining
It's gotta be a cloudy day

@[Sorea]