Ah and there it was. The inevitable moment when this stallion commented on her rank. She snorted, shaking her head a bit. There was no need to prepare for anything- in fact, she much preferred people weren’t. In the days of life as a Mason, no one bothered to be on their best behavior. And even when she was the General, others still were not always worried about it. Elsa hated the fact that such a word carried weight. She deserved no more or no less respect than anyone else. A title does not define her- in fact, she defines the title. And in her world, being a queen was not all about pleasantries. In fact, it may be considered quite the opposite. She was ruthless, rude, and often sarcastic, but she couldn’t deny that there was a little part of her that loved every bit and piece of everyone she met. It seemed that part was growing bigger and she wasn’t sure if that was going to be a blessing or a curse yet.
 
But other matters came quickly when he mentioned he’d lived in the Edge… after his herd was invaded? She cocked her head to the side in confusion, the only invasion she ever heard of was the one she participated. The last time she checked, this Darwin was not a member of the Hidden Falls. A surge of questions threatened to break out of her teeth, but she clamped her mouth shut until other things had been spoken.
 
And he answered her own question- thankfully. He looked much older than a yearling, and if he hadn’t been here since then, he was certainly talking about a previous invasion. Geeze, Helovia seemed to be full of usurping individuals. Power drove these horses to do horrid things, and it sounded like Helovia still remained blood thirsty and full of tension. Maybe that was an overstatement, but you get the gist. And inside, it physically hurt her when he mentioned not wanting to see his brothers. Part of that reminded her of Shida- would she tell this to others she talked to? Would she denounce her in the presence of others? A feeling of nausea breathed over her, and suddenly her head hurt.
 
So she was glad when he began to ask about companions. That was something she could easily do. Giving a bright smile she laughed a little at the shenanigans his newborn was already beginning to participate in. Oh if she ended up like Edgar he’d have his hands full with her. ’Hey!’ Edgar yelled, shooting her a brief glare before continuing his mission to befriend the girl. Oh god. She really hoped Zephyr’s didn’t gain feelings. Ew. Ewwww. She had enough of her own sappy life she didn’t need another. On cue, Edgar shot her another seething glance. But he moved toward the hopping flailing little bird, lifting his wing to stop her for a moment. Then he showed how he walked, well, hopped. He tucked his wings and hopped forward, carefully showing how tail feathers could help her balance. Then he stopped, blinking once, before letting out a low coo of encouragement. ’Oh god I’m going to barf.’ She thought, better continue talking until Edgar tries to give his crush-y love-y emotions to her.

”They will learn, and believe me, you’ll regret ever wanting them to learn.” She snickered and Edgar simply let out a large indignant squawk, hissing towards his companion. ”They also develop wonderful attitudes.” slyly she glanced to Edgar, only to see him turned away, his anger nearly visible. She simply ignored him once again, and continued her conversation. ”As of now, she won’t be able to communicate with you other than feelings and images, and her magic won’t show up either until she’s a little older. But I can tell from the looks, you’ve got quite the fiery girl on your hands.” Elsa shot the little chick a smile of delight. It had been so long since she had seen a companion so young. It amazed her how Edgar went from fluffy, white and cute, to fluffy, white, and 99 percent evil. ”You’ll only have to feed her yourself for the first week or so. She needs to learn to hunt alone- because as she gets bigger so will her prey. Maybe not horse sized, but you get the gist. For now, I’d just give her some dead bugs or a mouse if you can find one. She won’t eat a lot, but she will eat often until she grows to her full size. Once she learns to hunt, you’ll find you have hours of extra time you have.” She offered him a sarcastic shrug. No point in sugar coating it, he was going to have to play zephyr daddy here for a while until she grew. C’est la vie.

But more pressing and urgent questions rolled in the back of her mind. Maybe it was too intrusive… No, she needed to know. Knowledge was power after all. ”You mentioned you lived in the Edge after it was invaded… when was that? I was recently kicked out of my old herd, and ended up in the Edge after it was almost completely abandoned by the previous recipients who took over my home. If it is too intrusive, feel free to ignore the question. It just seems that Helovia has a much darker past than I had originally thought.” She mused, finally falling silent and awaiting what her new found friend would have to say.


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@Darwin   idk how it got so long ;-;