A graceful shadow...

She nodded, taking a moment to just look around once again before trotting up next to Avensong. She nodded.

"Ah, Avensong is such a nice name. Mine is Polar, nice to meet you," she stated. Today was going to be quite interesting, and she was sure she would get to meet a couple new serian.

She noticed as the willows and marsh-loving trees soon disappeared, and now the conferious forest trees sprung up. Sun began to filter through the branches, warming her hide. However, it also was a little burning on the darker parts of her pelt and mane. She didn't know it could get so warm here.

[Foxxfyre]

Aven squinted at the sunlight; her reptillian eyes readjusting to the brightened area. Her faint smile disappeared as she prepared herself to enter the edges of the Fields. There was so much more to Sionayra than the brightness, and she much preferred the shadows anyways. As she looked at the mare she was guiding, though, she brought one ear forward again and tried to hide her dissent.

We're about half of the way there. The others will start showing up soon, especially because of the fair weather.

Polar nodded, looking up at the sky hidden by the leaves from the trees. The place seemed like a rather nice gathering spot for most serians. She wondered where the darker ones would hide however.

"Oh, thank you," she said, noticing the growing change in light and air as well. It seemed crisper here, and a soft breeze would pass every once in a while. "It seems so summery here, is it like this all the time?

[Foxxfyre]

Aven stopped as the breeze picked up a little bit. Her eyes half-closed as she enjoyed the feel of it playing with her mane and tail. One of the only reasons she came up this way was because of the wind. She looked over at Polar and thought of how to answer.

The Fields aren't always summery weather, but they are very often the prime weather of the season. In the winter it gets cold enough to snow at times, but there are never the bitter winds of the north. In the spring it will rain, but never in huge torrents such as in many parts of Faevryn. Occasionally bad weather will surface, but it is a very rare occurance.

She looked at the sky for a moment and shook her head. Even the shadows were nice. Many Deep Shadows Serians loved the Fields, but she preferred other places.