we're climbing until we transcend
higher, higher to where the skies end
higher, higher to where the skies end
When the fall festival started, Morrighan felt indifferent. She was never one for parties or big gatherings of any kind. She did not stay long in the markets for the memorials, especially after the skirmish at Raum's. When she first arrived in Novus, she had a Shed Star read her cards, but it made no sense to her really. Faith and mystic beliefs were never her thing.
So the mare decided to leave the markets and avoid them until the festivities were over. She could do her own thing and pay more attention to the borders while everyone else is preoccupied. Raum may be dead but his minions most likely weren't. What a good time as any to come and cause chaos when almost the whole Court are partying for the harvest season.
Morrighan stands atop a hill of the prairie with her eyes focused on the surroundings. For now, it's just grass and more grass and the occasional breeze with the festival's corn maze further down the hills. She watches as a few horses enter, seeming all excited to explore what the maze has in store. Her eyes roll; she knows anything in the maze is all fake. It's built up to be a scary haunted attraction when in reality it just has some lingering illusion magic and dark corners. Big deal.
Unfortunately, she is not alone. Her timber wolf companion (although she still refuses to call him that), Bram, stands beside her. For now he is silent (for once) and scans the open fields along with her. Morr has somewhat accepted her fate with the mongrel, but at this point, she doesn't exactly have a choice. Caligo bestowed upon them her magic and created a connection between them. They are bonded for life until whichever one of them dies first. Some days, Bram came close to death from Morrighan's own fiery hooves.
"Heya Morr," he says to her through their telepathy. She ignores him and looks in another direction with a scowl on her face. "I know you love to ignore me, but I actually see something. Look!"
Reluctantly, she turns and follows the wolf's gaze to the side of the maze. There are two foals making their way to the entrance with two wolf pups following them.
"Just looks like some stupid kids- your point?"
"Don't those two kids look like Isra and Eik's?"
Morr squints and focuses more on the foals' faces. They did seem to look like them, but why were their kids alone then and going into the maze?
Before they know it, the four have entered and are lost to the shadows. The mare grumbles and walks forward, her hooves leaving burned prints in the grass as she goes downhill. Bram follows and does his best to keep up with her pace.
"I thought you didn't care about children, or the maze?" he asks. Once again she ignores him. She isn't sure who she's more mad at - the kids, their parents or Bram, or all of the above. Why these kids were left unattended is beyond her.
When they finally make it to the front, Morrighan doesn't hesitate before walking through. She is immediately greeted by a cold gust of air that tousles her forelock into her eyes. Shaking her head to clear her vision, she hears a scream in the distance but it sounds a little too deep to be from a child.
"Alright, where are you, you little shits?" she calls out, trying desperately to figure out what direction they went. Next to her, Bram sniffs the ground and follows a scent trail along the path. Maybe having a canine around wasn't so bad after all.
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