"Yeah. Nobody around."

Jisa closes her eyes for a long moment, to centre and ground and clear her head, and then she opens them and builds a doorway neatly between two trees. 

She concentrates hard, and lets the spell start searching. Not for the familiar Heralds' Temple, yet, but through the Elemental Plane of Water first, which is within reach...

Minutes pass in silence. 

Maurabel watches, but mostly takes notes on all the nothing she isn't seeing.

Honestly Jisa's biggest problem right now is that the spell is exhausting. It's taking her a long time to do each step, she does in fact have to trial-and-error toward the right 'direction' at two different points, and the whole time the Gate is draining from her. 

She is, however, in a stubborn mood. 

She reaches Air, the one she couldn't even do summonings from, and that means she's close and she stretches out and out - 

- and the spell connects, finds the doorway of the Heralds' Temple, the other end snaps up and she sags to the ground, nearly losing consciousness, but at least manages to sag forward so she can sort of half-fall through on hands and knees. 

:- Enara...?: 

:JISA! Jisa Chosen ohgods stay put just hold it I'm coming I'm coming I'll be right there –:

She can hold it but really not for very much longer! Also she can't feel Treven; he's less far, she can tell that, but still far, she can't reach him with Mindspeech, not that she has the strength left to try very hard. 

"Jisa are you okay -"

"I - just -" Jisa is not really in great shape to answer right now. 

And then a very large white horse with uncannily large and almost humanlike blue eyes gallops up to the Gate and nearly bowls Jisa right over. She plants all four hooves in the grass and skids to a halt half a yard away. 

:I've told Rolan -:

:Please come across, can't hold it, I need...: 

:What: 

That is way too much to explain. 

The white mare's flank heaves in a very humanlike sigh. She steps delicately across, nudging Jisa back onto Maurabel's side of the Gate. 

Jisa takes the Gate down and then flops in a heap. 

And now there's a large white horse giving Maurabel a piercing stare. 

:I'm sorry, talking to you isn't usually the done thing, but - what?: 

:Do not read my mind:

:- What. Why would I do that, it'd be terribly rude. I'm Enara, by the way: 

:Jisa did at first and I wasn't sure how common it was. I'm Maurabel. Uh, is she okay -:

:Gods, do I need to give her the ethics lecture AGAIN, we'd been over this! She's fine. She was just being silly and drained all her reserves doing that Gate. Where are we?: 

:Bit of woods not far from my school. Uh, in my universe. She thought it was a different one:

:- What, really? What does that even mean - what's different about it?: Enara is glancing around now, spots Wood. :Oh, hello! I'm Enara: 

Wood waves.

:We have different magic. People with wings, like him, are elementals, and there are twelve basic kinds plus hybrids, and there are human mages, who have smaller amounts of three or more elements, which we use to do various things. We don't have the kinds of magic you do. Or intelligent horses:

:Most places in our world don't have intelligent horses either! Just Valdemar, and there are less than two hundred of us, all told. Jisa told you about Heralds, right?: 

:...no?:

:Jiiiisa: She sounds gently exasperated. :I guess I have some explaining to do– er, is it safe to stay here a bit or should we relocate?: