
Morning's sunlight awoke the mare who was sleeping in a hole of a giant tree that she called home. She let out a yawn as she raised her head and opened her pink hued eyes to grace the world once more. She was a queen of her small herd; small as in it consisted one other besides herself. It seems that these days it was much harder to gain followers. Though even if it appeared bleak this flutter queen wasn't going to give up!
She rose up and her pink fluttered wings stretched out. She wondered what she should do today? Did she have any important schedules to upkeep? She thought to herself as she glided out of the hole of the tree and landed upon a branch. She glanced around for her servant but she was no where to be seen.
Perhaps she went to collect some tea leaves or other herbs. Azura let out a sigh of boredom as she floated around the giant tree as she thought of things to do. Perhaps she should find a new tactic to get subjects? She also was in need of a knight or two, there was no way that her servant could protect her. She dropped back down on a branch then said to herself "Oh tree heavens what shall I do?" she looked on lost.
If her mother could see her today, she'd be ashamed. The flutter mare began to pace about on the tree branch while glancing around as if waiting for a candidate to show themselves...

Fiore had been up since before the sun woke and found himself wandering. He normally would be drifting to sleep as the sun peaked over the horizon as he was generally one of night. Something had started to change, he found himself unable to sleep during the day and enjoying the warmth of the sun, making his armor hot. Strange thing it was supposing to be winter, but it hardly felt like it. This fact was something minor he noticed, it continued to baffle him why he was up and even more so to realize he was far from his father's graveyard.