07-24-2016, 12:09 PM
Eiria had felt something was amiss in the kingdom a little while after she'd gotten back from her journey with Sirana to the Chamber territory to check on their half-sisters, Morigan's twin fillies. It hadn't been an eventful trip, but they had told their sire the fillies were healthy for now and being raised by a dun striped mare.
The trio had gone their separate ways for the time being following that, interacting again at night when they stayed with the herd and Archam returned from his business with the kingdom. Their dam would sometimes be away as well, attending to kingdom business, which wasn't a big deal to any of her children. Sirana, being the oldest, was quite willing to look after her two younger siblings, but she did it with an enthusiasm that Eiria had never really seen before.
Could it have to do with the fact that she was to be going somewhere in the next couple of moons? Eiria remembered her sire and dam had spoken to her about that after Sirana had run off one day, looking quite upset. Now, whatever it was, she seemed to have accepted it, and wanted to spend time with her brother and sister when she could before she had to leave.
Eiria would miss her, but it's not like they weren't used to being separated. Except for Nerius, on occasion, they already spent time away from both of their parents, getting used to the world and the realization that they would one day be on their own. Even Nerius joked about it nowadays, that he would leave when he was old enough and become a strong herd stallion, one that would make his sire proud.
The filly rolled her eyes, but hid it, considering her brother was right next to her. Was that his only goal in life? To gain his sire's approval, to make him proud?
Eiria and Nerius had decided to go off and spend some time grazing in a different part of the territory that day. Anahi was off with Sirana, doing whatever they decided to do, so that left the two siblings alone. Nerius was now old enough to eat grass, which meant he could stray from his dam's side how he wished. Eiria had told her dam she would take Nerius to one of her own favorite grazing spots along the riverbank she'd found a couple of months before, during the last days of summer when the grass was still plentiful.
She couldn't wait to taste it in the springtime.
But as they got closer earlier in the day, Eiria once more got that bad feeling. Something was wrong in the kingdom; she couldn't quite place her hoof on it, but she did know that the kingdom was different now; something had changed...
Brushing it off, Eiria and Nerius grazed by the riverbank for the day, deciding to head back home when the sun started to set. They prepared to head out, but heard a voice not too far downstream, close enough that the river wouldn't mask it.
Eiria glanced at her brother, silently telling him to stay behind her. She walked forward, keeping her champagne colored body covered by the trees. Her head peeked around the brush lining the bank, her eyes widening at what she saw.
The king, Kreios, and one of Archam's colts, Andras, were both there. The unicorn seemed to be watching the king as he soaked in the healing waters, but that was what alerted Eiria that something was wrong. He stood in the healing waters, but his wounds remained.
Was this what she had picked up on?
The yearling walked up to join the king and her half-brother, "King Kreios? Why are your wounds not healing? Have the healing waters been taken?"
Eiria had a flash of a memory; it was quick, but she felt like she should know what happened. The ocean dipped into her head; wait, why would she have seen that? Why the ocean? Was her memory trying to tell her something?
What had happened to Beqanna?
The trio had gone their separate ways for the time being following that, interacting again at night when they stayed with the herd and Archam returned from his business with the kingdom. Their dam would sometimes be away as well, attending to kingdom business, which wasn't a big deal to any of her children. Sirana, being the oldest, was quite willing to look after her two younger siblings, but she did it with an enthusiasm that Eiria had never really seen before.
Could it have to do with the fact that she was to be going somewhere in the next couple of moons? Eiria remembered her sire and dam had spoken to her about that after Sirana had run off one day, looking quite upset. Now, whatever it was, she seemed to have accepted it, and wanted to spend time with her brother and sister when she could before she had to leave.
Eiria would miss her, but it's not like they weren't used to being separated. Except for Nerius, on occasion, they already spent time away from both of their parents, getting used to the world and the realization that they would one day be on their own. Even Nerius joked about it nowadays, that he would leave when he was old enough and become a strong herd stallion, one that would make his sire proud.
The filly rolled her eyes, but hid it, considering her brother was right next to her. Was that his only goal in life? To gain his sire's approval, to make him proud?
Eiria and Nerius had decided to go off and spend some time grazing in a different part of the territory that day. Anahi was off with Sirana, doing whatever they decided to do, so that left the two siblings alone. Nerius was now old enough to eat grass, which meant he could stray from his dam's side how he wished. Eiria had told her dam she would take Nerius to one of her own favorite grazing spots along the riverbank she'd found a couple of months before, during the last days of summer when the grass was still plentiful.
She couldn't wait to taste it in the springtime.
But as they got closer earlier in the day, Eiria once more got that bad feeling. Something was wrong in the kingdom; she couldn't quite place her hoof on it, but she did know that the kingdom was different now; something had changed...
Brushing it off, Eiria and Nerius grazed by the riverbank for the day, deciding to head back home when the sun started to set. They prepared to head out, but heard a voice not too far downstream, close enough that the river wouldn't mask it.
Eiria glanced at her brother, silently telling him to stay behind her. She walked forward, keeping her champagne colored body covered by the trees. Her head peeked around the brush lining the bank, her eyes widening at what she saw.
The king, Kreios, and one of Archam's colts, Andras, were both there. The unicorn seemed to be watching the king as he soaked in the healing waters, but that was what alerted Eiria that something was wrong. He stood in the healing waters, but his wounds remained.
Was this what she had picked up on?
The yearling walked up to join the king and her half-brother, "King Kreios? Why are your wounds not healing? Have the healing waters been taken?"
Eiria had a flash of a memory; it was quick, but she felt like she should know what happened. The ocean dipped into her head; wait, why would she have seen that? Why the ocean? Was her memory trying to tell her something?
What had happened to Beqanna?