It was a lovely day in the World's Edge. The sun had just risen, peeking out and shining its brilliant rays out across the great waters that surrounded and crashed against the borders of the land. There was still a chill in the air from the night before, but it was more invigorating than anything else. Xanthos inhaled deeply the scent of pines and sea salt, glad to have returned home from his visit to the Threshold. It had been successful, for he did not walk alone on this misty morning.

Mikali was her name, as she had revealed to him back in the Threshold. It was a pretty name, fit for her in his eyes; although it was only a quick observation, for his heart was taken forever and for always by a certain palomino and their precious child. The mere thought of them was enough to swell his chest with pride, but remembering that they were tucked somewhere safely inside the Edge, he did his best to focus back on the pale maiden traveling alongside of him.

When his name was spoken, he turned his head towards the lighter hued grullo and flashed a warm smile in her direction, twisting his ears forward to listen intently to what she had to say. Although his time in the World's Edge had not been very long, he was prepared to answer all that he could. However, it seemed that her questions were about himself, too. For a moment his expression was thoughtful, thinking his words over carefully before he finally spoke up.

"The Edge is more than a place to call home; it is a family, called the Qian," he started off, thinking fondly of their dearest Weyrleader as they continued their trek into the core of the Edge, "We accept all with open arms, and expect them to do the same, and to be able to pull their own weight within the herd." He paused then, looking back to Mikali again, "Of course, you don't need to push yourself to the extreme every day. There are plenty of ranks to choose from, and there are plenty who would be more than happy to help you within whatever one you choose."

Now, for the topic of himself. Where did he start? He wouldn't tell the mare his life story, of course, that was simply for Romani and Mirage to know; so he would simply say the basics. "I joined the Edge last season, and my mate just recently joined, as well. We are busy rearing our first child at the moment, so it's been quite the adventure so far," he added with a chuckle, hoping that such personal information would cause any discomfort in the other mare. Now, however, Xanthos thought it only right to ask Mikali a little of her own history.

"What about you?" He questioned with another warm smile, "We all have a reason for wandering into the Threshold."


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