She's always been a dreamer
but her dreams don't come true
She's wished on a million stars
but her stars never fall

Still she's a believer
She can see rainbows
when the sun is out of sight
She can find the moon
even on a cloudy night

She follows hope through the darkness
laughing as she dances away misery

- Lovella Torendo (LT), "always a dreamer"

Aaron pulls back into himself almost reflexively as his fellow raptor decides to take his displayed interest as an invitation. This of course was not what he’d meant it to be but he chooses not to make an issue of it aside from being very sure that there remains a thin barrier of empty space between them. His head turns to the side in the jerky, abrupt motion of birds and his round eyes blink to mask a mix of barely suppressed outrage and growing curiosity. She seems to know much more than he of the ins and outs of being an axian, more even than Divina for what the wolf had provided consisted largely of guesses well founded ones but nothing certain. Feducia’s tone holds unwavering authority and suggests she knows exactly what she is talking about. Though he still can not say that he likes this osprey he will not pass up an opportunity to learn. “Well,” he says at last, “that sounds like something to look forwarded to.” Yes, Aaron likes the idea of such power especially if it might be used to keep his sometimes troublesome companion in line. “Have you been with the stallion since the beginning or did he find you later in life?” He can’t help letting a small bit of the anxiety slip into his voice for he desperately wants to find someone else who has undergone the change that Divina predicted in his very near future. For a moment his gaze drifts back over the equines below the playful blue then the serious black and his eyes narrow in renewed suspicion, “He won’t hurt her will he?” That is not the question he truly wanted to ask, not the one that had him the most worried but an important one none the less and one which came naturally before the other.

None of this exchange means anything to me partly because I am paying no attention to it but mostly because I wouldn’t have understood it anyway. My interest is completely taken up by the prospect of play and my circles around the stallion become more energetic with each step. When his partner decides to oblige my request by dropping snow all around me, though it continues to be far too warm for snow to fall, I squeal with delight and toss in a playful buck here and there. I love snow almost as much I love rain and being able to frolic through it in the middle of a seemingly endless spring time absolutely thrills me. While the stallion likely thought that my interest in the subject of axian affinities had waned in the face of this new excitement I had heard every word he’d said but for once in my life I had no response to make to this piece of straight fact. I’d collected and processed the information though and given this information I now find myself hoping that Aaron’s affinity when he finds it is water so that he might make snow or rain for me to dance in. After a few more turns on my circular path I pause and twirl to face the older male again, “you know something Tenembrage? I think you are the first person I’ve ever met who has a name anywhere near as long as mine!” It is then that I recall his offer of guiding me to the mountains and this prospect is quite pleasing to me, “it would be wonderful if you could take me to the mountains sometime! But Sabine would have to come too because I promised her we’d go together.”

The snow continues to fall and I am beginning to get impatient again. So his decision to slink nearer and toss that mischievous nip at my spine is not in the least ill timed. The reserved and withdrawn front he has presented so far makes this action somewhat startling to me and I jump in surprise, “oh! You better watch out! I’m a fast runner you know, I’ll catch you!” That said I leap forward dashing after him and never once worrying about where he might lead me to. The only thought in my mind is that of the chase and a hope that he won’t give in too easily.

| axian speech |
| mental speech for both |
| regular speech for both |



Call me KORALYNNE for that is my name. They say my 15.2hh, BLUE ROAN coated, FEMALE person is an eye catching sight. Trust the kindness in my gaze for these TWO short years of life have not taken it away. Recognize my breeding as a mix of AKHAL-TEKE, ARABIAN & MUSTANG. I remember my parents as SHIFT & RABBA of a land far behind me. Connect me with AARON the --- coated UNSETTLED MALE AXIAN of skill level 4 my better half and link to the element of --- mastered at ---. Look for me in --- for it is there I reside. Place me in the court of --- under the title of --- and trace my blood down to ---. My strings are pulled by the beautiful TZARRA who should be credited with both my creation and my words. --- of --- is the painter of my portrait.