Pure of Heart
She had stepped out of her safe place, left the forge behind. And the simple knowledge of that fact was overwhelming to the mare. She was eight years old and felt more lost than she had at four. That terrified the mare as she took to the skies to escape the memories of her past. The memories that haunted her in Dusk. Not that she would leave her beloved court, but she needed to have the push to get through them. To realize that she was still on her path even though she was no longer the mare that she had been when she seemed to be getting everything she dreamed of.
The skies were cold, the bite a welcome distraction from the turmoil in her mind. She left Neema at home, not particularly wanting to watch over the youthful canid when she was trying to find peace and something new. Her strong wings beat through the thinner air, giving Uzi a momentary surge of happiness. There was peace and power in the fact that she was able to fly and use the muscles without having to train to be the warrior she once was. Seeing a clearing next to a river, she angled down and landed.
This was definitely not dusk, that much was certain. Gazing about her with chocolate eyes, she moved to the river to take a drink of the icy waters. The cold was shocking, enough that she managed to give herself a small moment of pain with a brain freeze. Groaning, she shook her head.
Once the shock was gone, she pulled out a small bottle. Uzuri had taken the time to write the chaotic emotions and thoughts that were swirling within her heart and rolled them into a small package that fit into the glass. Dropping it into the water, she let loose a breath. "I am not asking to forget… just to let the memories not hurt as much…" She murmured toward the heavens, not even sure who she was speaking to at that point. Anyone… She had plead with the gods for any measure of peace with the changes that she had returned to find.
Once the bottle had disappeared down the rapids, she stood and closed her eyes as she let herself breathe through the myriad of emotions. The pain, the longing, the hope that had been crushed. That was what she was trying to let go of. It was time to find herself anew, to become more than she was currently. Heaven knew that her current state was basically that of a recluse.
"Neema"
@Torielle
Notes: <3
