There was laughter that danced across the white plain, so strange to her ears by its innocence, but some how she knew it was not Lena's. There was momentarily quizzical look, but the further dark limbs moved she could see the figure of a black and white equine. The bemused look she had only seconds carried was reflected back, but before Faelene put much thought into it it was simply gone. This unknown lady was telling her kindly hello. The red maned broke her silence with a short, low pitched whinny to the pair, pushing her walk up another notch. When silver eyes fell to Lena, the heavy remains of her heart twisted in its cage, leg and shoulder muscles began contracting, sweeping her into a choppy trot.

"Lena!" The Thief called out in turn, and it was likely the most joyous word that had ever escaped from her lips. The red maned's heart knew how close she was now, because the Unicorn bay was every bit a of home as the evergreens, and rocky mountains. Such a sight for her sore eyes, tired of Pegasus and sand. Great parts of her ached to quiet her movement, but she was able to meet her brave, kind friend with a grand smile on her face. Inside she was singing "I made it!" and even in a stranger's presence she was about to mask that. Warmth touched her skin, fondly the dark lady brushed her muzzle to deep chocolate withers. "Yes, it has been too long," she murmured in a quiet admittance, slightly overtaken by the familiar scent of home, and the gentle caring aura of the Basin nurse. A quick blink she forced nostalgia to ease back, not ready to be drowned by it all. Lifting her crown, mindful of the weapon on her head she adjusts the tilt of her skull to look more closely upon nurse. Time had passed, but Lena had fought as well, and Faelene wanted to find no new scars upon her. So far there was only a sleek summer coat, and a silent breath of relief fell from her. One down, and so many more to see to assure all was well.

Beautiful hum began, a song that reached softly to wary cells, and eased the bits of doubts and questions that could trouble her later. It was not hard to give trust, and be assured standing by the lady she had fought beside in battle, had been through exile, and dealt with change of faces. It was with readiness, and new energy, silver irises settled from warm brown eyes to the bright blue of the equine. "Nice to meet you..." With the nurse's guidance the red maned moved closer hoping to have a new acquaintance. If Imogen and Lena had no troubles with her Faelene doubted she would either."I didn't catch your name. I'm Faelene of the Aurora Basin. Where is it you're from?" Though small talk was all she could come up with it was better than standing there and forcing a smile in awkward silence.