Early/Middle Autumn, Year 758 of the New Age
All clawed the heart of the pale doe as she continued on her journey. It had been more than a week since the young filly had departed from all she’d ever know. Already she missed her mother and her absence weighed heavily on her. She was so confused and not to mention, lost. She was sure she was going the wrong way. Hadn’t she seen that tree before? She flipped her ears around, listening for any sounds and was relieved to only hear a slight rustle from some bird perched in the trees above her. It was nearing the end of the day and her traveling was wearing down on her. She needed to find shelter before the sun lowered. Most predators crawled out under Luan’s light and with her palate she was…very noticeable. So far she had been lucky. Meaning she was still alive. The first night she hadn’t even been able to find shelter and was forced to sleep in a bush! Not to mention she was itchy all the next day. The next few nights she scored a couple dens and once even a cave! Though more like a big rock with a hole in it, she had to curl in on herself just to fit inside. Increasing her pace, Thia looked around for anything that looked cozy but all she could see was leaves. And dirt. And some plants that were probably poisonous. She sighed, lowering her head but did not stop walking. She was hopeless without her mother. The filly had always been sheltered, pampered, protected from harm. She was kicked from the nest but couldn’t fly. Tears sprungqto her eyes but she quickly bit her tongue to distract her. She would not cry. Her mother had made her choice and so had she. Sort of, not really. She had always dreamed of Silverthorne but going without her was like.. a gaping hole in her heart that she couldn’t see but could feel with each step.
So lost in her sadness, Thia failed to hear the whoosh of something flying towards her until it was right next to her. Only seeing a brown blur, Thia threw herself forward, almost falling over her hooves in her scramble to get away. A small quiet hoo sounded behind her and she calmed down. She knew that sound, who it belonged to. Thia spun around and was proven to be correct. “Kaya!” She yelled. Oops, maybe she should have been a bit more quieter.. The tawny owl swept forward and Thia reared to meet her. Kaya was her mother’s owl. Ienthi had saved her once and she had stayed with her ever since. Her mother must have sent her to look after her. But why had she waited so long? Thia thought back, all her journey there were different clues but she hadn’t picked them up. Rustling in the trees and movement in the corner of her eyes. Ah well, she was here now and that was all that mattered. After Thia squealed a bit and several bounces into the air and back,they continued on their way. Kaya perched on Thia’s back, careful to not hurt her with her talons. She seemed tense, her feathers completely pressed down. Thia couldn’t see what was wrong though and gave her a concerned look.
A sudden howl rang through the air and the young hind stopped completely in her tracks. Quite literally. One frozen hoof raised in the air, she slowly turned her eyes to the side. Another howl sounded, quickly followed by another. Wolves. Wherever they were, they were close. Thia had heard their cries before but all had been far far away and going the opposite direction. This.. this was coming towards her. She knew she shouldn’t but panic kicked in and she sprang forward, bolting to anywhere just to get away. A smart Blackwood would have figured out some sort of plan but Thia was anything but a smart Blackwood.. She tore through the forest, her breath coming quicker as she struggled for air. Kaya leapt off of her back and sailed past the pale doe, disappearing behind the trees. Thia’s heart skipped, she wasn’t leaving her was she? But no, Kaya returned and with a gentle hoot she circled around Thia’s head and flew back the way she came. With a small jolt, she realized that Kaya wanted her to follow. The howls sounded closer and Thia increased her speed as she followed behind the pale owl. Kaya led her off the path and Thia slowed her pace. A tree had fallen and underneath was a giant hole, forming an old home. The filly smiled, Kaya had found her shelter! Cautiously tiptoeing forward, she smelled around. The den didn’t seem occupied, there was no scent of any other living thing. Thia crawled inside, wrapping her long tail around her and rested her head on her knees. The moon had began rising and the temperature was steadily dropping. She waited for Kaya to come in as well but the owl quickly took off. She heard several shrieks and howls, getting farther and farther away. Kaya must have been leading the wolves off. Thia wasn’t worried, after all wolves couldn’t fly! Sleep tugged on her mind but she wanted to wait until Kaya came back. Her eyes fluttered and she must have failed in her mission, for the next moment the owl returned. She scuttled over to Thia and snuggled against her side into her pale hair. The filly smiled, she was so glad not to be alone anymore. As she was on the verge of sleep, her mother’s melody repeated over and over until she slipped from the world into unconsciousness.
past dark rivers and dark souls
straight towards the witches rests
stews and brews and magic
but watch out for the widow is not alone!
Always remember the fire within
The winding path opens to the sky
Coal or Stone, the choice is yoursEither will lead you home..