Today was the day she had to take her B rank exam, and Brennan, who she had met months ago, was the one proctoring it. It had been a very long time since she had last. . . well, not necessarily had seen
him, but for the sake of understanding. . . seen him. Of course, the two had never once exchanged names before now, so it was, in no doubt, that Brennan didn't remember who she was. However, her memory was very keen and resourceful, his aura of magical power was something burned into her mind. So, it wouldn't be that difficult for her to be able to find the mage on the island. . . if it wasn't for the fact she didn't know
how to get to the island. Tenroujima Island, a place far off the cost of Hargeon Town, owned by Fairy Tail, itself, was a place she had never been to. Why was this, you ask? Despite being a fairy, herself, there was little exploring and adventuring she had done as one. . .
Kanix sighed and gathered up her things from the table in the guild hall, tying the pouch and various other trinkets to her belt. She grabbed hold of her shaman's staff, then proceeded to exit the guild, with a mild expression of concern on her face. The moment she stepped outside, Ancalagon was there on the roof of the castle-like building, hopping down to reach his head out and bump her back. His hooked beak caught onto the waist of her skirt and tugged her a little, and she released herself to turn around and face him. "Ancalagon, please,
" the woman scolded her pet, who merely wanted a bit of her affection before she left. "I'm very busy today, there's no time for us to be playing around. Why don't you go find one of the children to play with? Better yet, go find Ahote, hm? I'm sure he would be delighted for you to take a ride on him and sight-see Fiore.
She reached upward with a hand, to pet the face of her Thunderbird, who helped her find him by placing his beak to her hand. As soon as their appendages touched, the woman had an idea spark in her head, and she pulled her hand back. "Ancalagon, do you know how to get to Tenroujima Island? I figured you would, since you've been around for centuries,
" she spoke. The bird only tilted its head as Kanix talked to him, red eye blinking, the feathers on his head fluffing up and down. It wasn't like she was going to get a response out of the bird, as the creature couldn't talk, but she still found herself conversing with him. In a way, it was rather comforting to talk to him, to vent and get all her emotions out, so him being there was just as nice. Sighing again, the woman patted the cheek of Ancalagon, before letting her hand trail along his neck and down to his side.
Her fingers wrapped around the strap of the saddle he wore and she tugged it, making sure he hadn't loosened it somehow. Noting the stiffness of it, the woman moved her hand to the horn of the saddle, gripped it, then pulled herself up onto it. The heels of her feet lightly tapped his sides, in which Ancalagon was quick to respond and took to the sky. Feeling the wind on her face, Kanix was able to tell that they were going at a rather fast speed, which was what she liked. Each breath she took in felt lighter and lighter, as if the air was thinning out, meaning Ancalagon was taking to a rather high height. She reached forward and patted the base of his neck quickly, calling out to him, though the words were lost in the wind. At this rate, it wouldn't take her long to get to the island and begin her search for her proctor. . . if he was even there, that is.
One thing she liked about riding upon Ancalagon was the freedom of the wind dancing through her hair and clothes. She could hear each feather of her pet responding to the air that glided through them, the heavy flapping that sounded like thunder. He was a magnificent bird to her, majestic in every way, and most of all, she loved to show him off when she could. An excited laugh escaped her luscious lips, resounding into the sky and getting lost in the wind and clouds. Her hands wove into his feathers and she lifted herself off the saddle, leaning toward the nape of Ancalagon's neck. At this motion, the bird tucked its wings in and let them start plummeting toward the ground, spiraling until they neared the waters. In the last second before they hit, her pet spread out his wings and flapped them, coasting along the surface of the bay.
He was taking her to her destination, he knew where she wanted to go and did not question why she needed to. Kanix was right, however, it didn't take long before his speed started to slow down to a soft coasting and an occasional flick of the wings. That meant the island was close by, and through the fog, it would soon be seen, resting on the horizon as a foreboding magnificence. She felt Ancalagon pull upward, higher into the sky, then dove downward to the beach that was just ahead of them. They landed gracefully upon the sand, and when he came to a full stop, the woman slithered off his side and hit the ground. Digging into the pouch that was strapped to her waist, she pulled out a rather large chunk of suspicious-looking meat and tossed it at him. The sound of his teeth crunching into the slab of meat entered her ears and she smiled before continuing into the forest. Now, she had to begin the true search.
"Ancalagon, come along boy!
" Kanix called to her pet, who was lagging behind a little as he chewed on his treat. "I have a hunch that Brennan wasn't very creative in where he decided to hide from me; so, if I'm correct, he's at the center of this place. You're gonna have to help me though, guide me along and such, because I'm not at all familiar with the workings o—
" As she said this, the shamaness had managed to trip over a root that jutted up from the ground, near a rather large tree. Her pet gave out one of its terrible cries and bent its head down, picking her up in its jaws and setting her back to her feet. Embarrassingly, the blind woman dusted off her bodice and picked her staff up again, her face heated and red. "As I was saying, I'd like for you to stick close to me, that way I don't have to worry about that happening again.
With that being said, the woman kept herself quiet and proceeded walking through the thick jungle of a forest. She picked back vines and branches, ducked under too heavy of limbs, while Ancalagon just barged through it all. Her fingers touched everything that she was capable of touching, all in hope that she could guide herself along in the right direction. From time to time, her pet would nudge her to and fro, making sure she stayed in a straight line from where they had been going. As humiliating as it was, she knew that the exam wasn't going to be an easy one, but she had hoped it would've been accommodated to her impairment. Apparently, Brennan wasn't entirely aware of her blindness, so she couldn't hold him against that when he didn't know. A grunt left her lips as Ancalagon's beak bumped her to the right for a second time, narrowly dodging a tree.
" Kanix mumbled to him, while reaching out her staff to glide it along left-to-right as they walked in front of her. It was grass, all grass, with bits of dirt and stones and twigs, but luckily nothing that would cause her to fall over. For a second, however, pulsation surrounded her, which to her, was something normal, so she merely ignored it. Whatever it happened to be, it would come again, and then she would start to pay a bit more attention to it. Unknowingly though, the woman's eyes began to glow, white light rimming her eyes and outlining her clouded pupils. The pulsation came again, this time more startling than the next, causing her to fault in her step and nearly trip over another root. Her pet was quick and reacted in time to catch her and help her regain her balance, nudging her along once more.
The bird gave a soft, rumbling whine toward her, as if he could sense that something was wrong with her and just couldn't say. Kanix ignored it though, figuring it was only him wanting attention from her in the silence and to help pass the time.