Our Tangled Roots // Sibella

[Warlight]

If you don’t like being questioned, don’t do strange things.

Warlight does not have the other girl's propriety or detachment, and she does indulge in an eye-roll as the stranger doles out advice. Is she brave or is she dense? The age-old question could be asked again of the head-strong Hyalinian princess as she refuses to be frightened by the others tricks.  Warlight tracks the sounds of snapping twigs and light breathing, as the shadow girl pauses in her speech to re-position herself. 

"Ha," she snaps in the pause between scentances, her eyes narrowing against the gloom, "you're one to talk." 

The supernatural darkness begins to fade and the moon and stars come alive around them. As her eyes adjust, Warlight takes note of what she can about the stranger's appearance. A girl, older than herself but not yet a mare, stands before her. 

"Well, I didn't mean to end up here," she continues when Sibella's curious, yellow eyes become visible, "I was trying to go somewhere much more exciting than this soggy old forest."