Soon enough, the chieftan’s demeanor eased Aria’s compulsive fear and she was able to stand straight on her own two feet once more.  His answer regarding the possibility of sending her back home saddened the spunky blonde more than she thought it could. What was left for her to do know? Just making an effort to survive this was more than enough, let alone trying to..live here with them? Could she really do that, could she even try it? At least for a couple of days. Maybe she will find a way back…maybe with the help of.. “Oh, Blink!” she didn’t jump startled by his touch as anyone else might expected. Instead, she was surprised by the softness of his fur and the soothing warmth it brought.  Truth be told, she was grateful for his presence, grateful these creatures can speak and understand her. Greenhoof was reluctant, not as eager as Blink to acknowledge her as one of the Creators. Still, he gave her another chance and asked that their priestess should come forth.<br/><br/>Aria was hopeful, any creature of religious beliefs should be peaceful and kind…understanding and wise. Surely she would help her figure out what to do next.<br/>She took Blink’s hand in hers and gently caressed the back of it with her fingers.<br/>“Thank you, Blink.” She said and smiled, keeping his hand all the time they waited for the priestess to arrive. She never felt anything so soft before and little by little her fear toned down, giving way to curiosity. Will she ever be able to…swiftly, unkowingly, her eyes closed. Before anyone else figured out what has happened to her, Aria dozed off instantly.<br/>