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As Kai charged through the underbrush, they both seemed to notice that the blurring white flash was coming towards them, and it was gaining shape and form... was it...a Pegasus? That was all he could think of it being since it had some nice wing spread, that seemed to urge it more into a ramming situation.... One thing drew to mind, were Pegasus actually hostile creatures? He only knew what he had heard from, and if this creature was coming at him with hostility, then his one thought was perhaps the person on top...wow his eyes caught a glimpse of her, such radiance and beauty, but no more thoughts formed for the other took over once more... the person on top just might very well be one of those witches who was trying to kill the fallen star. Sure they were next to the crater so it could be the star herself, but someone so aggressive, he couldn't place his finger on it being the lady. So with that thought he was not willing to back down. This thing wanted a show down it would get it!

"Kai faster!" He urged her, and she obeyed, she went head on into battles all the time, this was not new to her, she was ready for impact if need be, she already had a few fine scuff marks across her forelegs from swords and bow wounds. However this fiend was not that of a normal creature, it seemed to be overwhelming with its wings that he knew Kai had a bad feeling about it. Self doubt was utterly intolerable, if she could not stand her ground, he would not be able to stand his ground, so he did the one thing he could do.

Quickly he pulled her reins hard, and forced her to take a hard right, meanwhile, he lifted his right leg, and as she started to break towards the right, he flung himself hard off the horse to his left. A daring move, he wanted to land on the ground flawlessly, and be ready to attack all on his own, he knew he could trust his own skill and would hold no doubt. However, he misjudged his tumbling skills...quite overshot it actually.

Crash, cling, thud... The world was one vibrant playing field of green and white. He had landed hard on the ground with his left side biting down on the ground, causing the rather loud crash. Then because of his rather loud momentum, he could not stop himself quite yet from rolling, his back flung hard to the ground, where a harsh clinging sound could be heard as his sword hilt dug into his back. Excess pain struck through him, and as he rolled over it was more of a instant reaction to pain that he bent his knees, which in turn actually kind of saved his butt as so to say, for it gave him enough force to apply a break. Ouch his knee sure felt the pain though, but he couldn't stop the flow of movement fully just yet, he took all the bashing just so he could set himself up for an attack, and so when he came to his knees, he allowed himself to turn a little more and brought his other leg up. Once he fully rotated around once more, his foot was in place to touch ground and push himself up.

Quite a lot of effort, and quite a lot of pain, but he was standing, and still in a keen thought of being okay, he drew his broad sword just in case, while he raised his left hand in a stopping manner. "Stop! I am..." he was perfectly fine...right?..." I am Prince..." his voice was still loud as if he was in great condition...yet... it hit him, he was in state of shock, his body had experienced quite a lot of damage. "Prince Zi..." his sword fell to the ground, and he started to buckle downwards, "ren..." Thud...his body collapsed to the floor backwards, purely spent for the day, however he was still wide awake, which currently he wished he wasn't, but how could one walk off the pain if they were knocked out? So he could only await his oncoming doom, and hoped his stunt didn't cost him his life.

Now with the underbrush behind her, she felt somewhat more safe, it wasn't as though she disliked the company of the gurads, she just felt that she needed to experince the world. What good is a bird, if you leave it caged. She reminded herself as she continued her trek through the trees. Let' see, She began thinking as she walked. Where did they say the phenomenon was at? Her mind reached for an answer, but none could be attained. She sighed heavily unable to reach any kind of definitve answer. Matari was slightly exhausted from all the running she had been doing lately, perhaps she should've just taken the carridge instead. She leaned up against a tree, finding shade from the heavy sunlight. Her stomach grumbled reminding her that she hadn't eaten in the past few hours. Her eyes went skyward and glanced upon an orange hanging from a branch, it was the last one, it's taste seeming to taunt Matari's hunger. The thought of food made her stomach growl even louder, and she gave in to her primal urge.

Her feet spread apart and she took a great leap up the tree and landed on the branch that the orange was hanging on, but much to her suprise Matari found a small monkey holding the orange out as if to taunt any nearby travelers. Matari's brow narrowed as anger consumed her thoughts of what she was going to do to the monkey. The monkey of course realised this and gave out a large shriek as it headed into up the tree. Matari wasn't about to let her meal leave however, and she followed after the monkey, scrambling up the tree more like a beetle than a person. The monkey saw her approach, gave another shriek and leapt from the tree to another one. Matari's determenation was increased as she readied a jump across the trees. She took a short run and jumped onto the end of the branch, using it more like a springboard than anything else. The monkey once again let out a shriek and took off for another tree. Matari landed on the second tree, but her weight was too great for it, the branch snapped and sent her falling.

The branch below caught her backside causing a great pain as Matari's world went suddenly dark. She awoke unknown hours later, as her eyes opened she found herself on the forest floor once more. Moreover, in front of her she saw a hole in the base of the tree, wherein something glimmered, clearly made of metal. She reached out for it, but her back gave a sharp pain to her. She worried that she had broken some bones, and instead waited, lying there on the forest floor for some passerby to help her. She feared that no one would come by soon as there was no path nearby, and no landmarkings in sight. It was now that she wished she had stayed at the castle and taken the carridge to this meeting. It didn't matter now though, she was stuck, plain and simple.

The guard noticed Angel's look of sympathy and instantly regretted ever speaking. "I ask no sympathy, Sire. I should never have spoken. My apologies," he said to the man with small nod.

The heiress laughed understanding what he meant, then suddenly stopped. "Oh, how conceited of me! Sir's not as young as he used to be. Why did I have to be so thoughtless?" She shook her head, mentally berating herself for having not thought of the poor man. "He's the best guard in the regiments, so it makes sense why Father would send him... Why did I not think of his age?" She lamented her actions, unsure now of what to do to apologize to her faithful guardian.

She did catch Fox's implication at his name and how he had come to obtain such a descriptatory title. "Getting caught? Well, what sort of Fox would you be then, my friend?" She gave him a wink, though it was a less enthusiastic one, her thoughts still on her previous and erroneous actions.

"And no. Not long on the road. As far as Bractus is from the meeting place, at least. I've driven them hard." And I'm horrible for having done as much... she thought, sullenly. "But two days? Really? You must be going at a fairly leisurely pace too? Or am I mistaken in the distance of Primeria?" Evion pictured the maps that her tutors had often thrust under her nose, which wrinkled at the site of them, wishing instead to be buried in a book or practicing her archery or acrobats. But Evion returned Fox's smile, despite her glum thoughts of regret. She apologized then, for her suddenly downcast mood, not meaning for it to affect their conversation.

Sir could not help but let slip a quiet laugh at Angel's frustration. "Aye, you heard the heiress, though. 'Maybe you can wear the corset.'" The man offered a hidden smile in the shade of his helm. "But Princess Evion, too, enjoys play and pranks. It's not in her nature to be serious at all times." Sir ignored, not even using the energy to wave away his correction, when Angel named the Primerian heir by a name he'd never himself be allowed to say. Friendships formed and the aging guard respected that.

((Sorry for the downcast mood and what-not. I didn't think of the affect till after I'd written it, but so decided to continue that mood...))

Carmen, after having her fun with a rather crude young man, had taken to her dismal room. It was not as luxurious as she deserved, but it would suffice. Her poison had worked quick on the young man, so no one would truly know how he died. And because they had been in his room when she had taken his life, he would likely not be discovered until his body began to decompose. It had been a bit reckless, true, but she was still in the kingdom of Dresnia, and thus these people feared her, and would not dare speak against her. She was a powerful witch, they all knew, and each of them feared her powers. The night had passed by quickly, and now day broke once more.

She kicked her legs over the bed in a rather cheery fashion, though her bright eyes shone with malice and cruelity, and her demeanor seemed to eminate her dark nature. She threw her clothes on and washed up, then grabbed what little she had brought in from her carriage and headed down the stairs.

A few eyes followed her descent and exit, partially happy to see her go, partially entranced by her beauty. She grinned wickedly as she stepped up into her waiting carriage, which her servant had readied early in the morning. It was off for another day of travel, but this day would bring her closer to her goal and desire. She was sure she could reach the borders of the dense forest by nightfall, if not sooner, so long as the driver did not slow. "Make haste." She said, a threatening tone slipping past her lips. The servant knew the price he would pay if he did not please his mistress.

Fox stopped what he was about to say, listening to Ev with sympathy and surprise. What a changeable mood... Though I suppose it is in the nature of women, he thought. Then again, he could see why she'd be upset... Though really, she might have noticed before. Can't fault her too much, Fox thought, reaching out an arm to pat her on the shoulder.

"You can always apologise to him when he catches up, then try to mend your ways," Fox pointed out softly. It was really the only thing she could do, as she could hardly go back in time. "All you can do is change. Lamenting won't do anyone any good, Ev," the grey-haired boy finished, giving her an encouraging smile.

Fox drew his hand back and grinned. "We're fairly close, and Angel and I know the land around here well enough to take the shortcuts that usually go unseen," the heir replied. It had been a very fun couple of days, though they had been moving rather swiftly. Fox knew well how to have fun and be efficient all at once, and Angel had long since learned that particular habit from his master. "Ach, don't worry about feeling bad for your wrongs; narry a one of us is perfect, and there's no need to pretend you're the exception there, Lady," the heir told her reassuringly. Really, she needn't worry so much. Emotion was what it was.

Angel caught the guard's smile - caught it in his eyes. After all, there were times when nobles were required to keep a straight face, pleased or not, so Angel had learned to look to the eyes for smiles, frowns or any other emotions. His mother had always told him that knowing what your master was thinking by his eyes alone was the mark of a good servant. Angel had learned the lesson well.

"I don't think it's in anyone's nature to be serious at all times, though I suppose there are the melancholy of nature among us," the redhead replied with a small, relieved smile. He was grateful that the guard hadn't called him on his slip, and so sent him a "thank you" with his eyes. "Do you find it as tiring as I sometimes do, dealing with such a merry prankster at all times?" Angel asked, the question simultaneously joking and serious. Fox really could be tiring for Angel, though never tiresome. It was an important distinction. Nonetheless, he wondered what the guard would have to say about his own mistress.

Majxn considered it for a moment. It was true that she had asked him to go and retrieve the item, but he also knew that if he let her go, she could fall back to the ground, causing more damage that what was necessary. He shook his head and said with reverance, "No, I can't let you down, not after all that we've been through." He looked at her blue eyes, they conveyed her responses better than her words ever could, he knew what she was about to say, even if she wasn't going to use the words that were swarming in his head. Before she could speak he decided it would be better for them both to go over there.
"I've another idea, what say you to both of us going over there and retrieving the item?" A slight smile was brought upon his face. He knew the answer, it was almost like he was talking to a mirrored image of himself, except female......and happy.

Matari and Majxn walked over to the tree, he was carrying her by her right arm, draped over his shoulder while she tried to walk, which was more of a shuffle really. Once at the destination, he set her against the tree gently, making sure not to cause harm to her. She was breating heavily, and that worried Majxn, something told him she was out here for no good reason.
"So, how'd you end up like this?" Majxn asked, as he went down on his knees and stuffed his hand into the hole of the tree. He felt the cold, hard metallic object within, and with a backwards thrust he pulled it out.
"Here we are." He said as he presented Matari a gauntlet. It was gold plated, with small inlets of a ruby colored cloth.
"Now then, where are we going?" He said as he picked her up, carrying her like she was his new bride.