Are you the Hunter? Or the Hunted.

Nyu found her way around the Rift, a bright white figure in a world of endless darkness. She stopped amidst a forest of many colors and glowing flowers beneath her hooves. Suddenly soft lights began to surround her and dance in front of her face. She snorted and shook her head, but they still remained; twinkling in and out of existence. Before Nyu knows it, there are hundreds all around her but they don't appear to be creatures, just light. They spread upon her back and lightly grace her skin, they feel like warmth and sunshine; something she hadn't seen since she got here. The lights that surround her begin to make a sound, almost a humming sound but she hears words within them. "The Rift devoured your magic, what if we could give it back?" Nyu jumped in a circle to try to catch one of the glowing lights. "GIVE!" she shouted at the hundreds that covered her white body. "Steal a Harpax feather.." they whispered and gently blinked out of existence. "Wait!" she pleaded. What is a harpax?

She panicked, she knew that whatever a harpax was that it sounded dangerous and she would not be able to complete the task on her own. The thought of having her magic back made her soul hungry. It longed for the magic it obtained that was so ruthlessly stolen from it. Nyu stomped her foot in the mud. She was determined enough but she was not strong enough. Too young and fragile, she would need the help of another; or more than one.

@Luminar
OOC: Luminar may choose to help or he may choose to abandon her. Anyone else may also join and help as well please!