Eir stared at the unfamiliar grounds with her bi colored eyes, not even percieving where she was or how she got there. She was sure it was one of those times when she did not remember what she did and how she did it. The goddess suffered from incurable black-outs, those came as a consequence with the gifts she was born with. The powers and responsibilities exhausted her too much to be a whole... so she ended up waking up in unknown places and situations now and then. She was used to it, though it was harde to manage considering she preffered solitude to company most of the time.

The goddess opened her large wings, almost the size of her body and stretched as she lifted her pale body from the ground as if it was wieghtless. She had to find a way out of this place, and return to where she knew the best... The Firekin Lands. Not that she was a huge fan of that Pride but obligations came before prefferances and whether she liked it or not, it was the Firekin who needed her powers the most. And of course, those poor ones who were enslaved by the Firekin. As The Goddess of White Magic, it was within her reach to heal wounds and scars as long as they were physical. As for the emotional ones... they were far out of her reach.

She looked around one more time helplessly and started walking aimlessly towards what seemed like a hill.. Maybe Firekin Lands were beyond that hill? Eir sighed, it was one of those rare moments when she wished she had someone to help her out to find her way back.