Being out and about so late in the day was not something the purple mare was used to. Being much more nocturnal and active when the sun wasn't shining so bright. But Dark Side knew not everyone was like this. In fact most soquili she had met weren't. So she'd adjusted her sleeping schedule as she began traveling. Word had reached her through a chance run in with another soquili that there was a mare gathering healers. A teacher of sorts. Something she needed. Or admitted she needed.
Stretching her wings, Dark Side took to the skies again, to travel by wind for a small portion of time. She was getting close to where she hoped to run into the mare. This was the area she had been directed towards.
It would be so nice to see if there was a way to learn the healing art. She knew there was no chance in ever using her horn again. But... weren't there some healers that used other means? Potions and herbal mixes? If only I could still heal. Shaking those thoughts from her mind, the purple mare focused on flying until her wings ached a little. But she was in luck and spotted a creek glistening below. Tucking her wings in closer, Dark Side went into a lazy spiral and landed just beside the creek. Looking around cautiously, she lowered her head to take a drink only when she was sure nothing was going to jump her right away.
Samuel Carlin
