Elsa,

Feel lucky for what you have, when you have it. Happily ever after doesn’t mean happy forever.

Zora was used to the oddities? Well that was a start. More often than not everyone wandered in here doe-eyed and scared to wits end when they see one of the following things; horns, wings, magic, and companions. Any one or combination of the aforementioned things usually sent any timid soul into a frenzy of shock. That made it a little easier when Edgar decided to jump down and give his show. Zora's attention gave Edgar the biggest rush he had encountered in a long time. When her mane hit the ground, he looked at her expectantly. Then, he moved forward to climb his way up her mane should she let him. It saddened him to know that he could no longer live within a group. His memories fade back to Bellisma and the surplus of friends he had made along the way. When he was in the Falls, he was able to wander wherever he went. Now, any friendship seemed fleeting.

However, Elsa was much too moved by Zora's stories to care for her bonded's emotions. Although brief, Elsa sympathized with her. No matter how much she loved the lands she had previously lived in, the next group to come it just drove her out. It was sad that the social degradation outweighed the perks of staying in her home. "I understand," she whispered quietly. Her eyes got that glassy, faraway look for a moment. She could hear the sounds of the Falls like it was yesterday. Oftentimes she had roamed around in the water for the heck of it, and now, the lack of it made her feel sickly and dry. "Me and Edgar don't quite have a home," she murmured quietly. Edgar peeped sadly, but they were getting along just fine. "It's been a complicated few weeks." A forced smile crossed her face, but at least she could smile. Swallowing her pride, she prepared to speak again. If Zora loved the Falls, then there was no reason she should wander alone just because Elsa chose to. "If you love waterfalls, there is a herd just North of here I could take you to. It has plenty of them. Or, I could show you to the Dragons Throat or Worlds Edge. The Throat more of a desert, and the Edge like a mountain peninsula type thing." What the world Edge was specifically, Elsa didn't know. It was just its own little plateau, rising above everything else. "I could escort you to any of them, but I cannot stay long. I can get you to someone who can help you though." Shrugging, Elsa finished her little herd offers. Seeing as no one else showed up, and Elsa was a free agent, she decided she should just become the friendly neighborhood realtor. "Or if you want, you can choose to live the life as an outcast, like me." That of course, was the worst of the offers. Recluses seemed to be the only ones who wanted to live along. Well, recluses and those who were kicked out.

"talk"
@[Zora]