Ridge

Mage

mare - gnome x acalia - prairie

It had taken awhile for the decision to be made. Uncertainty of attempting to start life anew and start it in a way that was different than her life in the Prairie. Her companion was long gone, her son raised, and now most of the family she had come to know had gone from the islands. It was upsetting, but not in the way Viðarr's dissapearence had been. More bittersweet.

The sea was unforgiving as she swam during a light rain. For others it might have been fine, but she has not taken on the sea in some time. Not since coming to the Prairie when she was younger. The waves rocked her from side to side until finally land came into sight. She has not seen Atlantis since she was little. It was becoming clear just how much time she has wasted becoming someone's companion. Not that she would change it.

Her friendship with Luna was one she would never forget.

The grulla mare leaves the salty sea for the island she had overheard they were headed to. It had been months ago, but she hoped she hadn't lost one of the last chances she might have at happiness. She shakes her coat from any loose water before taking a few steps in land. Dark lips lift to the grey sky as she calls for the leader here. Curious green eyes watch her surroundings wondering if this is the place he had gone.

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