[open] a sky full of song

[Nashua]

One copper ear flicks back to the jungle behind him and then the blazed-face stallion looks up, turning a considering gaze upon the winged creature circling above him. Nashua thinks it is Erne momentarily; he glances up too quick and the sunlight blinds him so all that Nash sees is the generic shape of wing, the shadowy outline of a large Osprey. He assumes it's Erne and yet the bird that comes down is not a bird at all.

It shifts easily (with a kind of supernatural grace that Nash hasn't witnessed since he was small); sheds the feathers for skin and his brow furrows when Nashua sees that the skin is brindled and blue. Whatever apprehension had been there is momentarily forgotten because this is Gale, smiling and so the chestnut pegasus grins wildly in return. "Winds," the striped pegasus blows out through his pale nostrils. "It's good to see you, @[Gale]." Settling his dark wings against his sides (and making sure that Elegance remained within his line of sight), Nashua looked to his older brother.

At the mention of the North, the winged stallion only grins broader. "And here I was worried that you had become shark bait." There had been far worse things that roamed the Darkness than the sharp-teeth creatures that Nashua had sometimes glimpsed from above and the joke is only that - a jest. He'd come to Islandres a few times before, the only real distance he had dared when the Eclipse had come, worried for Gale. His brother hadn't been here though.

Now he wonders if he simply hadn't looked hard enough.

"How goes life on the sandbar?" he teases, taking a step forward to greet his brother. "Happy to have the lights back on?"

NASHUA