Solira: The Ocean: Lithium

She is not entirely sure what brings her to this place, where the five elements dance across the sky, surrounding her as she draws closer before she is directed to the ocean by a passing rogue. Solira, the other called it, told her to look for those who answered to the names of Marshall and Saphira. Saphira, the other had told her slightly enviously before it had carried onwards on its journey and she on hers, had three elements. Although right now Rhiannon had no real idea as to why that was something to be envious of, she could sense the strength of the elements flowing around her - as if each was tempting her to choose it when the time came for her to select own to call her own and already she found herself wanting to know how one came to have an element. Just as well she's a scholar - nosy, nosy girl child.

Her build might as well convince one she would be a good warrior, lord knows Rhiannon has tried to convince herself of that on more than one occasion when she’s gotten some silly idea stuck in her head – like she could take on someone twice her size and age and with way more experience and somehow defeat him. Thankfully her opponent had just been rather amused at her attempts and after gaining a few scars, she’d rather bashfully smiled up at him before conceding that perhaps she was more suited to scholarly pursuits. It seemed to turn out rather well, the girl child's curiosity being piqued at even the smallest of things and she still quite often became distracted by a bird flying overhead or the interesting shapes the clouds were making.

The ocean would be something new, she was used to more forest habitats but she thought she might quite like the sea. In truth she had been standing on the outskirts of Solira for a while just watching a butterfly fluttering in the breeze from flower to flower before she even heard the crashing of the waves. She turned to investigate and saw the spy standing at the water's edge, looking out across the ocean and causing Rhiannon to draw closer without even realising she is - but she is new here and being alone has never really suited the bay warmblood. She calls out to the other as she comes to rest to a stop near the fire female, a slightly shy smile covering her face as she realises the other might have been wanting to simply stand alone with only the ocean for company. Now she is here however, she cannot just walk away and gentle words find themselves escaping her before she even really has time to think otherwise. "Hi, I'm Rhiannon - Rhi or Annie for short depending on who you ask" and then she giggles, looking out across the ocean and the now rhythmic tide "It really is beautiful here..."