Attentively, politely, the silver child did her best to keep her attention applied solely upon Kahlua as the painted mare spoke. It was only proper to be respectful to a leader when they were talking to you. Her head inclined slightly at the mention of her family being missed, a quiet hitch slipping into the yearling's breathing. If only they knew half of what she knew... At last the paint inquired, of all things, if Semira would be staying. It was with stifled humor that she refrained from answering immediately. Ironic, how Aaron and Dragomir had both welcomed her here as if her staying was a given, and yet this mare... had to ask? "That... is my intention, yes."

An ear, wreathed in gold, tipped toward the sound of heavy hoofbeats, and her gaze shifted toward them just as her name was murmured in deep tones. A brilliant smile crossed her features as she recognized her father's friend. "Uncle Kaj!" She chimed in delight, falling back into old habits in which everyone of the Qian was family of some sort. Which, really, had been truth. She took a step toward him as he reached out to her, bypassing a quick touch of muzzles to lean against him in a brief, almost embrace before she shifted back beside Dragomir. Breathlessly she giggled at the big stallion's observation, for it had been a long while since she'd actually run into him and not just glimpsed him in passing on patrols with Father. "Thank you." She fairly hummed with excitement and hushed humor. Another who greeted her home without question... but she had to give Kahlua the benefit of being the only one who hadn't known her as a foal, hadn't been incorporated into her extended 'family' before the darkness. But perhaps could be counted among their numbers in the near future.

It was then that she noticed how Dragomir shifted closer, and her gaze flicked back toward him in an almost question. Momentarily he bumped against her wing in the end sway of the last sideways step he took toward her, and she was dimly aware of a tension within her friend. Though he said nothing, she leaned briefly back and curved her tasseled tail over to brush against him. There was an impulse to say something to him, but she was quickly distracted by the inquiring tones of Aaron.

"They are well. The Wild Rose has chosen to tend a private garden in a valley beyond the mountains that border Helovia, but remains near. Father... is helping his sister with something. And Kimber... I think she'll be coming back soon. She isn't content like her mother to stay out there."

((So can she be official Edge now? XD))