Staying hidden well within the trees during the hottest hours of the day had proven thus far to be an advantage to the pale maiden. Her coat reflected the heat well instead of absorbing it like the darker colours but even still it was too hot for her liking. Give her the choice between a nice crisp fall afternoon or a summer afternoon she would gladly take a day in fall. All the colours and bountiful vegetation was wonderful but unless the weather decided to be decent it was still a stretch to do much on a day such as this. If not for the cool trickle of water gracing the side of her cheek from time to time she felt as if she would roast. The little teardrop charm had been a strange gift at first but she had to admit that it was quite handy on days like this. Plus there was the added bonus of it being pretty against the plain canvas of her neck and mane. A splash of colour was beneficial to her bland features anyday.

Flicking an ear lazily as the sound of another's presence made itself known across the breeze she stood debating her options. While she would not consider herself of great importance or high ranking her position as Glazier came with the addition of responsibility. Before she had always sought out Kahlua or another ranking official to accept members into their home but now technically she could do this herself. It was strange to be considered of high ranking and the foreign feeling had not quite worn off yet. Waiting for a number of moments she listened for another to answer the mare's call only to be sadly disappointed. Guess this means that I have to move after all. Pivoting around reluctantly she turned to head towards the border wondering who all she would meet.

Blue eyes fell upon a familiar friend she had met fairly recently, Azaneen. Nickering softly in greeting she moved forward out of the precious shade of the trees towards the pair. "Hello, it's nice to see you again." She commented with a smile offering her muzzle to the thin mare. With time it appeared that the girl was starting to put on some needed pounds which was an encouraging sign to see. Having once been there herself she felt in a way responsible for helping this kind mare to overcome her obstacles and get better. Catching sight of the other mare she nodded politely in greeting offering her a smile. " My name is Brisa, welcome to The Edge. I'm sure that Azaneen has told you much about this place." She offered kindly trying to be welcoming and kind to the newcomer. Being the awkward social outcast once upon a time did not exactly make her an expert at speaking with those that she did not know. Hey at least she was giving this a try though right.



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