They had explored some together but she found it all to be the same as it always had been. Not much had been left un-turned when her and her brother had lived here, so nothing the golden colt could show her that she hadn't already seen.
They stroll about nevertheless and find themselves walking side by side down a trail. A casual flick of her lilac tassels ridd her graying pelt from the insects that called Ischia home. Soon there wasn't much to talk about anymore and so her thoughts wondered to the farthest edges of Beqanna. If leaving Tephra had been the best choice? Or ponderings on what Krommie was doing at that moment? Partially surprised her father hadn't come knocking down Ischias front door yet. Krom must have kept her secret, is all the explanation she had. She had asked him too so why would she think he wouldn't?
Another stride forward and suddenly she has this feeling...
A deep voice sounds and at first she suspects her father has found them. Her heart begins to race as her head turns to view the direction in which the sound has come. Amethyst eyes adjust to the form of the dark winged bay. Having known him from her mothers rule, she doesn't question who he is. Though she is partially worried of what he thinks of her presence on his island. A former princess may not be greeted as kindly as just some random stranger, but his tone is matching of his posture and so she straightens herself. Decorative armor of crystals and shells conform to her sleek figure. Attempting to hide her nerves from him, she speaks quickly, "I believe they are, sir." She meets his gaze before turning to Kori for assistance. After all, she is unsure what Brennen all knows of her being here...
@[Brennen] @[Trekori]