It wasn't planned. There was no plan when Aletheia had left the little group of family that she had. She had known deep within her gut that there was something better out there, something that called to her, something that made her soul sing. Things that would edge her ever closer to the oncoming status of that of a god! There was a small churning in her gut that drew her to this place, a place of too tall plateaus and a sun whose loving kiss had long turned sour upon Aletheia's dark back. It was tempting to try to climb the steep slopes, to try and glimpse if she was coming or going and what exactly lies on the other side of this wasteland. She had tried once before when she had been first met with the expanse of stone, only to be hit with a shower of small stones upon her face and a few scratches upon her shoulder from the rough slide down. A small slight against her, but certainly not one that would deter the young creature from venturing further into the labyrinth of stone. It was worth noting that despite Aletheia's annoyance towards the canyon, she found wonder in the small hues of color that wove their ways through the layers of rock, mimicking small ribbons in their dance as they stretched on for miles, changing and colliding, all coming together to form some sort of grand beauty that the pegasus had yet to see in any of her travels.

 

     Such admiration would have continued as Aletheia picked her way through the winding landscape if a dark figure had not caught her eye. They stumbled and shambled along, tired and broken. The pegasus narrowed her eyes with slight concern and wariness at the distant stranger. There was a hitch in their gate, one that put a pang in her heart. It was not out of pity per say, but rather a sense of companionship. Another creature that was not exactly pristine was wandering this golden place, just as she was. Such thoughts of camaraderie came to a screeching halt as the stranger stumbled and let a quiet, barely audible curse slip from their lips, “Ahh, shit.” A small snort of amusement left Aletheia's nose as her rather concerned expression turned to one of childish interest and amusement, a small grin tugging upon her dark lips. Her once lazy walk soon shifted into a rather brisk jog as she tried to catch up to the stranger, both out of concern and curiosity. As her pace quickened slightly, her left wing fluttered out slightly, as if in an attempt to further right the dead weight that rested at her side. A welcoming "hello," slipped from her lips as she grew closer, the small smile on her face had soon faltered as she was able to truly take in the state of the stranger. From afar, they simply looked as though they were a weary passerby but upon further inspection, worry crawled over Aletheia's heart like a swarm of spiders. Long ago, the temple Aletheia had once called home had taken in the occasional traveler, often tired and worn down from their travels. The creature before her was certainly not the same as them. There was another sense of weariness that ate at their frame, once of age-old trials and tribulations. A weariness that could not be brought on by miles traveled alone.   





@Feliks
OOC - asdfghjkl I'm so out of practice, sorry ;v; 

      Aletheia viewed the stranger contently, her ears flicked forward and her eyes slightly wide with curiosity. The creature before her was not one of glamorous beauty, nor did they carry an ethereal sense of grace. They were earthly, they were real. There was no sense of falsities emanating from the stallion, only a sense of genuine existence. Aletheia's gaze traced the creature's frame as they spoke, her eyes lingering upon the mess of braids that sprouted from the arch of their neck. 'tree roots' her brain had whispered as she looked briefly upon the dark chunks that wove their way through the stallion's mane, spilling onto his face in a way that only further cemented together her ideas that this creature before her and the earth were one and the same. Exceptionally mortal and real in one of the most beautiful ways one could be.

     It was with a confident, charming smile upon her lips that the pegasus had replied, "I go by Aletheia," There was a small moment of hesitation, a pause, before Aletheia had responded, a rather unusual tone of caution winding its threads through her words as they spilled from her lips, " I'm not quite familiar with this land myself quite yet," The hesitation soon fled as her voice continued, morphing into something more confident and playful, ringing through the air in a rather rejuvenating way,"I'm a traveler, similar to you, I assume. I've heard that despite the rather unpleasant landscape, there is some sort of civilization past this."  There was a harsher edge of determination that had latched onto Aletheia's words at the end of that phrase, as if there was a part of herself that was perhaps still unsure of those grand tales, a part of her that she desperately tried to stuff away, back into the dark depths from which it had ventured from. Awful creatures, those thoughts were.

 
     A small pause occupied Aletheia's mind once more as she glance at the stallion once more, taking note of his posture, the exhaustion that looked as though it were invisible weights upon his frame. It wasn't a heartbeat later that the creature before her muttered his own name.  Feliks. It was oddly fitting. Earthly in every way. Short, blunt, and rough. If someone had spoken such a name to Aletheia before she had met the one who stood before her, she had a good feeling that a similar appearance would flicker through her mind.

     A small 'hm' left her lips as she took a stride forward, words following as she moved, "I'm not too much of use at the moment with my wing being as it is - no scouting for me - but I would like to think that it would be fair of me to assume that you are someone who finds the sun to be rather unfavorable at the moment with that dark coat of yours." It was with a small huff that Aletheia paused on one side of Feliks, stretching out her left wing so that a dark shadow fell over him. It felt nice to stretch her wing after such a long walk, the slight breeze playing with the golden feathers that lined the underside of her wing.

     A small grin slipped upon her features as she entertained herself of the idea of providing for someone such as this. Like a proper god ought to! To provide for those who are fortunate enough to be graced with her presence! A golden gaze locked onto Feliks, waiting and watching for a reaction, gratitude, but also watching for the next move. If nothing else, Aletheia was someone who loved an audience. She had been wandering for a great deal of time without so much of a word tossed towards her. Now that there was a creature before her that has acknowledged her? That she may aid? Oh dear, what an opportunity! Certainly one that should not be lost. Aletheia was happy for the company and to have someone who may not find her to be a horrible creature. She certainly didn't read the stallion as someone who would be fawning over her in extreme adoration. She wasn't looking for that. She knew that wasn't something achievable out here in these wastes. Despite that, she certainly wasn't deterred from wishing that Feliks would be appreciative in some way, shape, or form. Surely, it shouldn't be asking much for people to view you as a god when you're basically already one, right? 

     The small grin that had made a home on Aletheia's lips soon slipped away as such grand thoughts became muffled, a much smaller whisper taking its place as she looked upon Feliks. She couldn't help but think that he looked as though he was a creature that would smell of the earth along the forest floor after rainfall.



@Feliks
OOC - idk if this is considered a nice moment or not at this point lol