08-02-2016, 01:20 PM
Xiomara
Aimless wandering had led Xiomara to this beautiful place. Barren of life, it seemed, yet so cold and pristine. For once in her life , Xiomara was not hot, it could even be said that she was beginning to feel cold. The ice surrounded her for miles on every side, the wispy tendrils of the cold breeze whispering softly as they passed through her mane and tail. While her powerful legs struck the ice beneath them in even, calculated strides, Xiomara failed to notice the sudden shadow creeping over the land. After a short relapse in her focus, her piercing blue orbs drank in the shocking site of an ice wall. It seemed to have quite suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Making sure to keep her movements quiet, she carefully stalked towards the ice wall. She knew she was in no danger from the ice wall falling down as it seemed to be one complete sheet of ice. It was a very impressive feat. Xiomara was impressed, whoever had made this had put in an extremely long amount of time and effort. Her orbs refocused on the hole through the ice wall. Everything in her body was screaming at her to not go through it. She knew to listen to her instincts and stopped short of the entrance.....