Solira: The Ocean: Will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; Marshall

Wish upon a shooting star;
For dreams and things that never are.

Becoming a mother has changed Courage. No longer can she remain balanced and steady as she watches her beloved ocean crumble around her. No longer can the golden child of Solira’s shoreline just sit back and let her world, her home fall to the others. Solira, a nation which has housed her and has helped her find friends and family in its watery boundaries, will not fall. Courage cannot help the feeling that she might not be able to fix everything in the world that has happened, and she cannot fully understand the retreat of so many once-loyal Solirans. But for the moment, the golden mare embraces her heritage from Genesis. She emerges with the dawn into the delicate embrace of Solira’s treasured landscape. The ocean (oh, how it roars around her!) crashes against the earth, and the flames flicker furiously in her blue eyes. But she stands not like a warrior, like a leader. For the moment, she is full of shameless glory as she steps firmly on the shores of her beloved home. There is no anger in her eyes, though she has seen many high-tail and leave the salty swagger of Solira. There, inside of her, burn the flames of patriotism for her beautiful, wonderful, perfect home. Her flame and water call to the land, and the world embraces her as it always had. She has heard Marshall’s judgment, and her head nods to him as Zeke watches the two interact together with interest. Courage lets her golden head rest around Marshall’s neck for a moment in kindred affection. Her lips graze along his body in the greeting as she tries to calm him as any good daughter would do for their doting father.

”Come,” she said with a warm smile to her teacher. ”Search your heart, Marshall. Solira is fading, and your anger will help no one but yourself.” The golden mare speaks, and her voice accompanies the sunlight; her smile rivals the heavens in its splendor as she turns to him. Her beauty shines in the moment their gazes lock, and she removes a strand of hair from his eyesight. ”I can only hope that Ariel knows how incredibly lucky she is to have you as a father,” she said, and it is obvious that hope rides high on her voice as well as throughout her entire demeanor. ”I know I am.” Her shining blue eyes watch him, hoping she has at least calmed him enough to talk to her about how they can better Solira, make their home stronger and thriving again.

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