Hoshor Plains i was a goddess — now i ache.

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The fae drifted across the snow-laden earth, delicate flakes settling upon her fur like whispered blessings. Her paws barely disturbed the pristine white, yet the trail she left behind was undeniable; an invitation, a promise. She knew someone would follow.
Hemera carried herself with quiet dignity, her pace measured, unhurried. Plum eyes narrowed, sweeping the landscape, ever watchful. At any moment, she expected a presence to emerge from the hush of winter’s grasp.
„O preoteasă are nevoie de un gardian,” she murmured, the ancient tongue slipping past her lips like a ghost of home; rarely spoken, but never forgotten. Traveling alongside @Periane was not only a blessing for her, but for them both. Sisters, bound by faith. 
Then, as if the world itself held its breath, she halted. The silence pressed in, thick and knowing. Her ears flicked, attuned to the hush that carried meaning of its own.