[center] [h1]Journey[/h1] [/center] [hr] Something dark swam underneath blue waves. A long body went to and fro cutting through waves like a fish, but it wasn’t a fish, was it? Spiked horns broke the surface tension here and there, alluding to a dark omen upon the world. A stain, that moved and blighted where it went, humming as it did. [i]Humming.[/i] Such a creature did not think as others did, no, it’s mind was sharpened with purpose, with [i]want.[/i] That purpose was all it knew, but it hungered for more. It always hungered. It was a she, and she swam for days through endless water. She did not stop to rest, for she was driven to find land. Only then could she rest, somewhere dark and quiet, away from the prying eyes of the sun. This it knew, this it [i]wanted[/i]. And there came a time when deeper waters gave way to shallow, rocky shores full of little fishes. [i]Useless[/i] souls, but they were a harbinger of white sands, sparkling in the light. And the form that was her, fell upon dry land at last with silent thuds. Her claws dug into the soft soil, scales absorbing the heat from the sun, as she shook her blackened body dry. Four eyes, intelligent eyes, surveyed the area before her. Nothing but green and brown and red. [i]Red.[/i] The color of blood. The color of [i]hunger.[/i] Instinctually, she entered the dark tree line, for there was much to be done and a home was needed for her spawn. As her tail vanished into the giant trees, the beach left empty except for tracks, all that could be heard was a hum. Azadine had arrived in the Great Hooflands. [hr] Likewise, across the sea, Ansara scaled a mighty cliff. From the vast ocean below, a wall of rock jutted out to meet her and so she climbed. Claws struck stone with mighty blows, as the Reaper ascended. The rock was familiar to her, like a dream from long ago, and it provided her safe passage to the top. Then there before her was a vast ocean of green, split apart by a variety of rock and crevices. Tentatively, she reached the trees and began her journey into the unknown. As the sun set, time and time again, Ansara became restless. Though she had found many suitable locations for her spawn, there was not enough life to sustain her, nonetheless her unborn. So she scoured the land, finding nothing but mundane life in her pursuit. That was until she reached the edge of the continent, and a new opportunity presented itself. Across the water that hissed and steamed, she saw the vaguest shape of land and the promise of a new future. It was a risky decision, but the Reaper could not tarry in land that would not provide. Thus, with a mighty leap, the water of the Saluran Mendidih welcomed her in its embrace. This water was warmer, but not painfully so to the massive creature that she was. What proved to be a challenge, was the turbulent water. The currents were wild, and her tail was put to the extreme as she swam. But swim she did. Upon arriving on the other side of the strait, Ansara climbed another cliff, shorter than the first. Once she pulled herself up on solid ground she took in this new land, like before. It was green, richly so, and before her there were mountains. [i]Home.[/i] [hr] [hider=Summarino] The Reaper Azadine arrives upon the shores of the Great Hooflands. Unsatisfied with The Kick, Ansara travels to the Saluran Mendidih and crosses it. She arrives upon Dragon’s Foot, with the Xishan Mountains before her. [/hider]