Stavanger Bay Through the Fire, the Phoenix- Through the Sea, the Swan.

All she knew was how badly everything had hurt. Everything, from her paw pads to her ear’s tips. Her mind was pained, her body wounded...

but her spirit was whole, unbroken and pure.
The voices began as she was ushered into something so much more crystalline and soft that what truly was happening to her battered form. Her Ma, her Fa, all of her siblings and fellow warriors calling out to her, even her Grands, her Grand Grands, and all before them. Chanting to her encouragement, praise, promise...promise that she would live among the stars with them, that she had done them proudly.

But as her soothe came to claim her, a voice brought her from her sweet reverie with a agonizing yank. A heartbreaking pull, one so full of forlorn that she was jarred from the paradise which they tried to beckon her to-

@Posie was calling her name, tears not only in his vibrant and usually cheerful eyes, but loss marauding through his voice with such mind numbing press that she could not turn. She could not be free just yet- she had a duty, a legacy to embark upon, a friend waiting.
She had won the battle...

But the war still stood.

It was then the Blue Swan Empress opened her eyes, sapphire blues melding with the swim of the deep depths around her.

Her chest burned as she fought the instinct to gasp for air. Having been trained in sea event, the young woman was moderately fair at her handling in it- but the seas were still livid at her actions, at @Firefly’s insolence, at the pair in general. She would need to grow one of mind before considering swimming against the pummeling current.

Firstly she felt gravity, opening her mind up to the directions. Though the brine bit at her eyes, stinging and snapping at it with burining ire, she did not hesitate to use the gems to seek the light of the Sun. With it, she ceased movement, and allowed herself to be thrust up with full lungs of carbon dioxide, to the surface where oxygen await.

Bursting from the wrathful grasp of the waters, she swiftly exhaled and heavily inhaled, and got her bearings before the waters could pull her back under. Noting where land fragment was, she dipped back low in the waves, and slimmed sleek battered body wormed forward. She had to be careful, as it was clear from the pains frothing in her chest that something had been broken.

Swift and efficient. She kept her mind clear, erasing the dreams and memories that held her prior, and focused purely on survival. She needed to return to shore. She needed this.
A jutting spike of rock stood before her, and a quick clasp of forelimbs to the slate rock gave her a breath of calmed air, of break, before she utilized it as a push-off, and brought herself some speed closer to the land awaiting her.