In time, the girl they had called approached, and Kahlua smiled radiantly, bowing her head to the young mare in a sign of friendship and respect. She strongly desired to run out from under Kaj's wing, to practically barrel the golden girl over in her excitement, but somehow she managed to contain herself, shuffling eagerly under the protective feathers of her king. “Aurelia,” she murmured in proper greeting to the child, giving Kaj ample time to do his own greeting and pleasantries. And when all the niceties were out of the way, all of the gentle chatter that was expected of them, Kahlua cast her gaze up to Kaj, looking for his permission to speak before she simply blurted out what she had to say.

The girl was so excited because it had been far too long since the Edge had been graced with the presence of Lady Moon and she knew that it was, in part, her fault. She had been gone too often, traipsed away instead of taking care of the duties that had been assigned to her, but she was beginning to grow, beginning to watch Kaj and learn from him what she had not known before. He was a regal king, a shining example to the herd and to the Sunshower, and he was changing her every day, for the better, even if he did not know it. But now they had made a decision, had found time to speak in hushed voices among the evergreens and decide what had needed to be decided. It was time for Lady Moon to walk their forest again.

“Aurelia,” she repeated, blue eyes twinkling and her dancing soprano as bright and cheery as it had ever been. “We want to ask you to take a huge responsibility upon yourself.” The queen started here, edging slowly into the conversation that was to come, but making it clear that she took the Seer position as seriously as she took the position of Lead. After all, Lady Moon had given them their home, she could surely take it away with the stomp of a hoof. “And remind you, before asking you, that taking this responsibility means becoming a spokesperson for the Edge. If you accept, what you show to others will be what they think of us and our mission for peace.” Not that she had any lack of faith in Aurelia. She had seen only a good child, a mother too young perhaps, but a good child nevertheless, that supported their herd and had done well by them thus far.

Perhaps Aurelia had her faults, but the queen knew nothing of them, and she was far from perfect herself.

“Kaj,” she said then, with a respectful nod to her king, giving him the floor to actually ask Aurelia what it was they had called her here for.