winter glow
Balian
10-15-2021, 05:01 AM
Had Dandelion lived in Boreas for longer than she had, and had she not met a glowing unicorn before she met any other inhabitants of this land, she may have been more properly concerned about the fact that plants and animals had abruptly begun to show signs of glowing. After all, that was apparently normal here. She was, however, quite unsettled by the ever-full moon and the odd streaking stars, which made navigating quite a bit harder for her. The way they blurred in the sky made it difficult to judge exactly where in the sky they lay at that moment, and tended to make constellations blend oddly together so they were more difficult for her to pick out. She was, after all, a horse, and had the added constraint of a horse's vision, which was not super well suited to stargazing anyway.
She was travelling through this particular land slowly, eating her fill of the autumn-dried sweet grasses from beneath the snow as she went. Mostly she avoided any odd looking plants as she grazed, simply not in the mood to sample what she thought of as "local" cuisine, though she'd brushed against one nodding, mostly dead patch of glowing flowers that made the snow around them reflect bluely. The pollen left glowing blue dust in her mane that clung tenaciously to both the pale and dark strands in it. She didn't mind.
She did mind that every time she lifted her head to check for predators - she was a horse, after all - she couldn't help but glance warily at the stars again. It hadn't been like this when she'd first gotten here, but maybe it was a natural phenomenon in this area that only occurred in the winter? Given the propensity for her own kind to apparently sprout horns and glow, it wouldn't surprise her to learn that this was normal here, too, but as Taliesin had said, horses were few and far between here so she had yet to run into another she could ask. Maybe she'd need to take the risk of approaching a wolf, since the glowing stallion had said they were the power in the land. She snorted, still amused by the idea.
She was travelling through this particular land slowly, eating her fill of the autumn-dried sweet grasses from beneath the snow as she went. Mostly she avoided any odd looking plants as she grazed, simply not in the mood to sample what she thought of as "local" cuisine, though she'd brushed against one nodding, mostly dead patch of glowing flowers that made the snow around them reflect bluely. The pollen left glowing blue dust in her mane that clung tenaciously to both the pale and dark strands in it. She didn't mind.
She did mind that every time she lifted her head to check for predators - she was a horse, after all - she couldn't help but glance warily at the stars again. It hadn't been like this when she'd first gotten here, but maybe it was a natural phenomenon in this area that only occurred in the winter? Given the propensity for her own kind to apparently sprout horns and glow, it wouldn't surprise her to learn that this was normal here, too, but as Taliesin had said, horses were few and far between here so she had yet to run into another she could ask. Maybe she'd need to take the risk of approaching a wolf, since the glowing stallion had said they were the power in the land. She snorted, still amused by the idea.