Totoka River it's alright, a bit scathed, a bit lost

aw but tagging @Rhælla

it is the sunset, ultimately, that halts the prince's steps. it still strikes him sometimes, in the most delightful way, how odd it feels to have time for such trivial pleasures. warmth swells heavy in the runaway veltigar's chest as his gaze rakes the brightly-painted horizon, tracing blinding gold-white hues and splashes of salmon and lavender as if the sight of it will be his last. perhaps it is, he thinks, amusing himself with the thought — but he does not think death comes for those already living as ghosts. it would seem too merciful a fate for one such as him: wandering without purpose, without family or claim, existing only peripherally. a living hell to most any creature. yet, he is content, and perhaps that is his greatest sin. his gaze drops, and he turns, ears lowering to rest against his skull as he continues his aimless journey. sinner or no, he is free, and he ought to enjoy it... somehow.

vaguely vague about where this fits into her timeline but *shrugs* lmao

Though she dared not stray too far from the Isle - taking her confidante's heed to heart - the wisp cannot help but lope south along the marshes of the delta. If only for a glimpse of the mainland before she turns for home. 

Home. 

An odd notion, one she has not the luck to possess since before she left Lirea - a woman in the eyes of her father and Emperor, a girl in her heart. It is jarring to think of where she might rest her head and realize there is permancy there, a place to return to. 

As if conjured by her musings, the black forms cuts against the marvel of sundown - his conformation and build stabbing her heart with grief even half-blinded, even from this distance. A strange urge takes hold of her, to flee and forget the treachery of her kin in place of focusing on her future. 

Yet, the aspiring Lady is nothing if not polite. Even as he is alike to her brother, she draws closer - soft call hailing him, a rumble of welcome deep in her throat. As she draws nears, her steps falter, eye widening as she dares not believe. 

Coming to a halt, it falls from her lips of its own accord, hushed in shock and tinted with anger. 

"Rhaelyx."