Engine of Change

AURELIA Aurelia gave a quick nod to the mare as she suggested Aurelia ask the being, verifying that she would. Of course, Aurelia had not seen the entity, but she figured she had enough brains to notice a third, heavy presence among them. When Aurelia asks about herds, she is met with a no. Then the stranger makes a quick remark paired with a suggestive glance as if to say 'you could do it.' A smirk formed on her rosy lips. "Not anyone; not in this time of chaos," she declared. "In a time like this you need a real leader. Weak leaders cannot make order from chaos." Her mind flashed back to a time when the leaders of each herd were fearless, brave, passionate, perfect. It takes a certain sort of monster to lead a herd. It takes discipline, respect, order, and so much more. If this complete stranger was suggesting Aurelia could lead a herd she was incredibly stupid. Just from this conversation alone Aurelia already had proven to be impolite, volatile, confused, desperate. There was a time when she craved power, but no good had come from it. She would've lied, defrauded, and fought her way to the top, and often tried to do so, but times were different now. Aurelia simply did not covet power anymore. The pegasus downright disagreed with this child. Suddenly, their conversation was cut short as the ball of light that bobbed up and down by the mare's shoulder (Aurelia thought it was the personification of the mare's magic) began drawing attention to itself. The orb went through some sort of strange mitosis and Aurelia's eyes were firmly glued to it. Within a few seconds, the second orb began drifting towards her. As it got closer, Aurelia did not know what to do and countered dramatically. She recoiled from the orb, her body curving away from it. She squealed, her ears pinning, and her eyes flashing. "What the hell is this?” She asked frantically as she continued to step around and away the orb, only to have it slowly, yet continuously, move towards her. "Why does it need to be near me to clean the land?" Who even said Aurelia wanted to clean the land? Gnashing her teeth together, Aurelia let out a low, smooth growl. She eventually allowed the orb to come near and float around her, however, she remained watchful of it, fearful it would combust and smoke her to death. "Who even are you?" Finally, she reached that point of the conversation. Aurelia didn't even know who she was speaking to. Was this stranger lying? How could Aurelia trust her without even knowing her? The pegasus's brow lowered, suddenly somewhat untrusting of the horse before her. chaos is only understood when it is loved by the wild, not the weak

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