Kiada’s thoughtful explanation made sense and Valkyrie gratefully received the other mare’s snippet of insight into this queer span of gleaming terrain. Consumed for a brief moment by the sombre sting of disappointment, the Shieldmaiden’s icy-toned eyes ventured around to steal a snippet of the family she had seen. Only the reflection of the sky remained upon that field of sea and sand. Quietly her attention turned back and something like resignation teased the smile still lingering. Though she might have loved next to seek escape from The Rift, they young Sister was yet to take possession of the prize that would win her sought favour.
A silent sigh stirred the air between them.
In a show of likeminded charade, Valkyrie nodded and forced back the tempest of thoughts, lingering just beneath the surface.
As Kiada’s impressive composure wavered after, the paler carved an unexpected step forward, almost reaching her startled lips across to sooth the suddenness of her company’s motion; thinking better though, she recoiled, for the fire-wielder looked quickly in sequence to cringe, mild embarrassment maybe, decorating the tone of the voice that followed.
The Daughter of Sunnmōre allowed the corners of her mouth to lift further and her shoulders shrugged gently.
Perhaps a fly, there were many swarming above the sand, after all, had sucked into her throat…
“I’d like to know how you attained your magic…” Valkyrie posed forwardly though with continued politeness, as she held Kiada, a fellow woman, with a generous amount of revere. The pink, plush of her nose drifted hither, subconsciously gesturing to the other’s spine while her eyes remained fixed. “An ability I once had, vanished when I arrived in this place,” she added unnecessarily, deviating away from the entrenched desire for power always flitting by the forefront of her mind. “I mean… It would be nice to have it back…”
Halcyon Flats
