Falls

Kamekaze has been a boon to her, protecting and guiding her, as she indulged in the incessant seeming need to explore this new world she had gotten caught up in. There had even been some evenings when he witnessed her looking across the waters to Tinuvel’s tail from where one might once have looked out towards Cimarron, or so she was told the sunken island was called. She would not return to Ironclad, however. Fate was unkind to those who shunned her and there were rumblings in her gut that had nothing to do with forgetting to eat as they traveled. No. Rumblings in her sense that as she trekked the center island… perhaps she was only prolonging the inevitable. Powerful in his own right, even if he was not king, she had begun to remember that the Master of a land only embodied its soul -- it did not mean he ruled it.

It made her only the more cautious during the breeding season that pulled at her when he grew distant and pushed at her when he grew near. It was a delicate balance that she enforced as mightily as she could. Just because he was starting to show shimmerings of Fate’s purpose, she would not be beguiled so easily. Silver linings did not a silver cloud make.

Today when they walk, though, they walk in the direction of Luthien - crossing past the Commons through the meadow, and then on up past the Falls to the edges of the Peak. She had heard of a land there called the Savanna, a land where brushfire could ignite the world into flame -- a potential belier of Kamekaze’s potential strength of meaning to her.

She shines as she trots, the stallion having kept her warm through the winter and into this time of brisk but warming weather. The shimmer is like gold beneath the surface of a stream, glistening within glistening, flashing sharply as she sees a familiar face cast across the open space between them. "CHARLOTTE" she exclaims in glee, crying out for the joy of finding her not-sister, racing across the divide between them for the sake of mere moments of meeting. "Charlotte! I was freed in the fall but I could not find you, did not know where to look! She pants, barely remembering that Kamekaze might have been taken by surprise and turning to him with a bright sunshine in her brilliant blue eyes.

"Kamekaze, Charlotte," she says on the one hand, "Charlotte, Kamekaze."

She looks over her one-time single-moment friend with such glee that it would have been hard for anyone to believe the shared mere moments together one afternoon only half a year ago. "Kamekaze is guiding me on a trek to find my Man of Fire… Certainly if you wanted to come, it would not be a hardship! If you did not find home with he and I, perhaps one of the places we visit will call to you more strongly!"