Seraphim stepped out of Tunnel K's darkness and into the glittering light of a grand, new gave. She starred at the ceiling, awe stuck by the "stars" above her. "Pretty." She gasped. Her blue eyes twinkled, like the crystals of Orion.

For a moment, she soaked in their light; her own element. Seraphim tried to sparkle like them, she knew she could, but the sunstone crest on her head did not react. The foal deflated, disappointed that she could not match their splendor, but not deterred.

Seraphim's attention turned to land that laid out before her. Until now, all that she new was the lonely fields of Canis, and dusty darkness of Tunnel K. It went without a doubt that she preferred Orion to her birthplace. It was just an inkling, but Seraphim began to understand what the Collector meant by "what is good, and what is bad". Still, though Orion was more beautiful, much of it was still shrouded in mystery. Seraphim had no idea of what to expect beyond the crystal pillars.

Carefully, she made her way down the rocks. Her foal legs were much stronger than before, still, the uneven footing made it a bit tricky. Eventually, the foal found herself trotting amongst a forest of strange, stone structures. They were the crumbling ruins of buildings, but she had know way of making that distinction. Seraphim paused and a looked around, confused. "Hello?" She called out to the shadows. "Hello?' The Collector said there others like her about, yet she did not see anyone. "I was told that I was not alone," She said to the emptiness as if these being were hiding or would materialize before her. "Yet I seem to be."

As always, Pale watched. She watched the stars and the ground below her. Pebbleriver was somewhere, hunting, perhaps, or looking for others. She didn't know. She still didn't fully understand her new friend - she was still working on her ability to read others, to understand them, predict them, control them, perhaps, but she was getting better every day. She had solidified a relationship with Pebbleriver. Now to try others.

The young foal that came pattering into Orion, eyes staring at the stars above, immediately caught her attention. She had a habit, now, of picking high places to sit and watch, so she saw the little white thing come in. Immediately, she stood, leaping down from the high ledge she had picked, bouncing down rock after rock until she was slinking through the shadows.

She followed the foal for a moment, watching its movements, waiting for it to stop. To look around, maybe, look for a friend. Eventually, she stopped and Pale decided to make her approach. She quietly hopped onto one of the broken pillars behind the foal, holding back a hiss at the rugged, uneven surface that sent all of her nerves on fire. She sat tall and still, tail curled gently around her paws.

"You are not alone," she meowed into the silence. "I am here, after all."

@Seraphim

Seraphim's ears flicked towards the voice, and she turned around. Her baby blue eyes lit up. "Oh, you are!" The foal swished her tail and trotted up to the pillar the cat sat upon. "Are you an Other?" She asked, noticing the gem. Seraphim did not elaborate, but she did stretched out her neck to give the feline a sniff. "I think your like me, so you must be." She said.

The filly took a step back and blinked. "I'm supposed to learn what is good, and what is bad. Do you know?"

@Palefur

Ooc: apologies for the short post