Siren's Summit
Zahra & Ilham
It was pride that turned angels into devils
Zahra drew a deep, long breath and held it. With a wearily discerning eye, she traced the perimeter of the ridiculously enormous web-net that was strung between the lofty, mist-shrouded canopies of surrounding trees (the ones that they had made certain wouldn’t run away this time…), and nodded slowly. “Ok. I think it’s finished,” she sighed after a small time, turning to offer something of an impatient smile to the black and white stallion still standing by. This was the third time in as many months that she and Ilham had threaded the marvel painstakingly together, and quite frankly, if this next attempt to snare a ‘walking pine’ didn’t work, the cursed pegasus had resigned to the idea that she would just live like a ballooning Velella for the rest of her life.
Stepping carefully across the sodden loam towards a wavering section of the delicate, water-laced structure, she extended the whiskered butt of her nose nearer to receive her beloved companion. Illham stepped eight legs down quickly and ascended to one of her favourite sentry points at the tip of Zahra’s sooty ear.
“I guess, now we wait…”
What had at first felt like a cruel twist of fate, amplifying the bitter hurt suffered since the loss of her family in Helovia, Zahra had come to realise in time that the return of her father - rather, Eleos, had been really a blessing in disguise. It had taken many long, turbulent months to reconcile riled up emotions and conflicting experiences, but through it all, a steady friendship and understanding had formed. By all accounts, it was unexpected, less like the necessary bond between a daughter and her father and more like old comrades who had witnessed the woes of the world together.
Returning to Eleos’s side, Zahra chuckled gently and aimed a soft, affectionate snort toward his gleaming wet skin - but stopped suddenly short to avoid inflating again! It always took such a horribly long time to let down… “Why don’t you ask the Rift for a trial?” she half-joked, stepping away, leading along to the cunning arrangement of (now very dead) branches and previously positioned boulders nearby. She was almost inclined to tempt fate again herself, for there were may talents she craved to master - among them the ability to brainwash and control trees.
@Eleos
Trial Note: Zahra is trying to catch the Pinus ambulo :P
