To Kahlua, the godswoods sounded like pure heaven. To have a full forest of trees, an endless lay of flower-laden oaks and elms, birches and pines, made of beauty, to play in... The girl's mind drifted, conjuring images of such a forest in her head, trying to imagine herself romping about, enjoying the scenery, finding peace among the boughs of what she could only imagine was an ancient part of the earth. If she and Nasreen every found information on Th'orqui, and the girl ever found out how to go back there, Kahlua thought she might like to come too, if only for a short visit, to see the trees- provided, of course, that the place had not been destroyed in the same chaos that had forced Nasreen to flee.

“I'm sure she was there,” the girl offered finally, her lips turned upwards as the multi-colored trees still danced in her head. As for the Earth God, Kahlua shared her story willingly. She spoke of how she had been out for a run, for no reason other than to enjoy life. She had made it to the beach, fallen into the salty waves to cool herself, when she heard the most beautiful symphony of sounds. The waves and wind, the bushes and crickets all singing in harmony, accented by the bright sound of a magical harp, plucking out a melody. She mentioned how the god had praised her for her work and directed her to teach to a member of a different herd the art of making. And she smiled the entire time, while the memory and song danced in her thoughts.

As for the mention of Kahlua being a queen, she couldn't help but laugh, a bright sound, a joyous noise that sent nested birds flying from their perches, chirping at the noise the girl had created. In another land, in another time, Kahlua might have been queen once, had her two brothers fallen and nobody from the mainland tried to wrest control from the simple girl's hooves. But that was far in the past. She was nothing so glamorous now. “I am simply the Glazier, the heads craftswoman. Mirage is our queen, the DragonHeart.” There was some amount of awe in her voice as she spoke of the woman who could turn herself to a dragon at will. “She leads our herd, the Qian, and we aim for peace throughout the land.” She paused for a moment, glancing to the flames and then back to Nasreen, whom she had fallen so easily into friendship with. “You could stay with us, you know... Until we can find out about Th'orqui.” After all, the girl had to stay somewhere. Why not here?

OOC| Nope, nothing special to do, just be invited, which she has been :P Once she says yes, you can just request to have your rank changed to World's Edge Mare

.KAHLUA