TORIELLE
It's only me who wants to wrap around your dreams
Spring invited new growth, it was all around them. Shoots of plants thought to be long dead over the harsh winter were proven merely dormant as they stretched towards the sky and delicious sunlight. Critters that had spent their time hibernating came out in droves to bask in the fresh air, the warmth of the new season a signal to all who lived in Novus that the earth was renewing herself.
Growth was not limited only to the flora and fauna, however. Spring was perhaps the best time for those who had been carrying harsh burdens to cast them off, to find freedom in the newness and to forge uncharted paths. Torielle was indulging in this sense for adventure, traveling for the first time to the farthest edge of the Viride.
She had come to know the forest as her home, but there was still much of Novus to be explored. The mare thought becoming more familiar with her nearest surroundings would be a good place to start. As the trees thinned out along the boundary of Delumine, she had begun to see glimpses of a looming mountain in the distance. While she had been deep within the shelter of the woods of the Dawn Court, the interwoven branches had prevented her from acknowledging the landmark, and now that she could make out it’s vast shape, she wondered how she could have missed it at all.
As her pistons slowed to admire the peak, a shadow passed overhead, and for a brief moment the mare was certain it was some large eagle come to take her away. The shower of stardust and ecstatic vocals dismissed this fear quickly.
Veil Nebula had yet to really learn about personal space, or how to approach her fellows from above, but her presence delighted Torielle all the same. The star woman exuded energy, some kind of excitement that was of unknown origin to the scholar. She was asking the mare to accompany her on some kind of journey to the very mountain she had been observing only moments ago.
The Sages of her home temple had always taught her to never dismiss synchronicities, as they were the quiet ways of Gaia guiding lost souls to the right path. Though she had struggled with that very logic not too long ago, the exuberant invitation from her friend could not be turned down.
Her audits flicked at the mention of gods, and she figured that Veil had some kind of calling, some vision that told her she must ascend. And the star woman had felt compelled to seek out the dappled mare and request her company. It filled Tori to bursting, joy lighting up her features as she eagerly accepted.
“Yes, Of course!” She nodded for Veil to lead the way, hoping that she would be able to keep up and that in the winged woman’s excitement the mare wouldn’t be left in her glittering dust.
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