It HAD to be the water.
Somewhere in time, she had stopped living for others and started living for herself. At some point, she had realized the only creature she could ever love.. loved her back...
And at some moment in time, she had found happiness, yet hadn't the foggiest notion of how she got to that point. Honestly, it had made her feel rather useless when poor Killian had quietly asked for her advice, and all she could say was " It just happens. "
For goodness sake, she knew better then THAT! Good things just didn't happen, you worked for them and the Great Spirits did the rest.
By spiking the water supply.
Suppressing an amused chuckle, the ivory unicorn continued to pick her way delicately up the mountain slope; trying very hard not to imagine great ghostly beings descending from the heavens to pour happy powder in streams and lakes everywhere. It was a good theory though, one she would share with her mate at some later date. Not that he would laugh outright, but she liked seeing that amused glint in his bright blue eyes before he would do...
Other things.
Mind to the task ahead Amarinne. Mind to the task. She reprimanded herself, glancing around now in the hopes of finding that elusive shrub Celei and Riverfire needed to treat the many superficial wounds the boisterous members of the camp often arrived with.
