For all the praise Alysanne sang of her, Nayati had not been very active in her herd at all. She had no job, no task to complete. What was most saddening was her lack of friends, of kin. No information was ever bestowed upon her, and she was unaware of any going-ons in the Edge beyond those that she personally encountered and experienced. So when Kahlua called for them, Nayati was oblivious to what had inspired the meeting she requested. Turning towards the sound she moved her frozen snowkissed hooves, nickering softly to call Rathunax to her. Swooping over the treetops he returned her call, draconic and sweet. She did not bother calling him down to rest upon her as he so often did, instead letting him glide contentedly above her.

Only slowing when she came upon the massive group, suddenly feeling her panic squeezing like a threatening fist around her ribcage, she realized she couldn't find anyone she knew. Instead there were walls of multicolored bodies, foreign faces, and her breathing began to increase. Maybe she could just slip away? Rathunax jerked her from her fear, and when she blinked she was disoriented as he flashed images at her. Images of Resplendence. He drifted back to her, taking hold of her endless locks and pulling, guiding her to where the Doctor was standing in her own little group. A group Nayati didn't belong to. She felt uncomfortable, for once, beside the fair Doctor. Resplendence was speaking, drawing attention, and Nayati did not want that attention on her unless she drew it herself. Something she doubted she'd do.

The information was nearly too much to take in, especially with countless names that didn't sound familiar in any way. But Nayati was no stranger to war, to death and the toll it took on even the citizens who did not involve themselves in battle. And with that cold reminder, she spoke up, furious with the nay-sayers and those with ridiculous goals. "After all this Aurelia has done, you expect her to be honest? You expect her to tell the supposed truth of what happened in the Hidden Falls? She is more than likely desperate to save her hide, and she would manipulate, cry, and plead to the jury to achieve that. I say let her flee, let her choose her own fate, for she clearly chose to abandon the borders of her own free will. Would she even want to come back?" It hurts her to be in such avid disagreement with Resplendence, but she'd thought better of the mare that had suffered the same fate when the Grey had taken over. Nayati had ample compassion, but betrayal was unforgivable.

"Whomever said that challenging cannot be punished, you are right. It was a fair trial. Kahlua, you are triumphant, take your victory gracefully." It was rather pointed, she didn't appreciate the pity-me speech when others had taken such challenges with far more self-respect and honor. Ones such as Archibald, in fact. "What she should be put on trial, though I don't condone the idea, is treason. We are to have mercy on her when her actions could have killed us all? Innocent, unaware citizens of the Edge laid to siege because of her frivolity and greed? If you claim we are to be forgiving...I wish you all to think heavily upon what her actions could have led to." Anger boils in her veins, not at the herd so much as Aurelia, though she is more than a little upset by the fact that those at the meeting preached peace and equality, yet didn't care that their inaction could lead to death and downfall.

Petra's words stung her, and she snorted softly to herself. "Good intent does not revive those slaughtered in battle by turncoating allies." Her words were a hiss of disgust, her emotions out of control at the memory of Svetlana. "They proposed peaceful relations. Keep them. But I do not agree that a full alliance should be struck. I propose learning more of the Falls, and move from there." She fell silent, crimson eyes vibrant with emotion. She was a war survivor, and she would never again believe in peace that did not come with hard-earned fighting and the struggle of mercy and justice. That struggle would always exist in a truly stable herd.