It mattered not to the ebon striped lass whether she would be accepted by her peers in the court of Day. Nay, it only mattered that she be accepted by her commandant and allowed to battle with those that were worthy of such contact. Even now, as her sure steps guided her up the side of a mountain and toward an oasis that she had read of in The Temple's accounts of Delumine's borders, the mare practically hummed with unspent energy. What it pity it would be to have stumbled upon a court of supposed warriors, but to find the greatest of them had vacated the realm. She huffed, hot breath pressing against flared nostrils and twining invisibly into the cloudless sky. Sweat mottled her golden coat beneath her heavy mane of locs and along her belly, the sand that she had kicked up along her trek dusting her underside and making the skin itch with discomfort.
As she crested the rise, Eden's amber gaze watched as the cracked desert floor tapered off to a lush green landscape, dotted with palms, pools and ferns. Brows raised inquisitively as the lass wondered if she would ever deign to leave the paradise that she had stepped into. Then, as she moved closer to the rippling azure pool that practically called for her to take a drink, she noticed the palomino mare along the shore. Her skin was golden, like Edens, and they were of similar height, though that is where the similarities between the pair ended. Where Eden was thick and muscled, the girl was lithe and thin; where the paladin was swarthy, the lass was pale; and where Spring's Daughter was a field of wildflowers, the pretty lass before her seemed to be more akin to a rosebush - pretty and laden with thorns. Eden could not discern from just sight this last bit, but she had a distinct feeling that there was more to the sun kissed mare than she had let show.
The warrior nodded more to herself than to the stranger as she silently agreed upon one thing - the cream and gold girl was clever. She would do well for Solis.
Nearing and slowing to a stop alongside the lass, Eden offered no greeting before lowering her lips to the deliciously cool waters and drinking her fill. Seconds later, as she rose with water dripping from her chin, she turned her eyes upon the unnamed comrade, honeyed voice breaking the tentative silence, "You are of the Day Court - is this a choice of adulthood or were you born beneath Solis' gaze?" A swing of that heavy tail and a cocking of a back hoof, "I am Eden."
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