As a group, they manage to corral the rafter and guide them after the foxes. Keen eyes watch the relationships between the horses, and seem to spy pairs of friends, or family that work together, but more so than not, she finds that it’s everyone for themselves. So whatever is in that orb must be something that is coveted enough to forsake herd ties. Yael can barely call herself a member of the World’s Edge (she sleeps there, doesn’t she? And she knows a few names, but otherwise one herd is the same as another in her mind), but she nevertheless maneuvers towards Erthe, the only one who’s name she knows.

The golden mare fills in a gab in the horse-wall and offers her frost-colored acquaintance a brief smile. Seems like the silly birds were giving up their efforts to escape. She doesn’t try to make any conversation - proximity to a not-so-complete stranger is enough at moment.

Then the group comes to a river crossing, and Yael listens to the three foxes bicker and then as the disagreement continues amongst the rustlers. A slight frown creases her golden lips as she eyes the group. Many of them have wings, which takes the weight off the ice - and she’d seen the turkeys fly with her own eyes, so there is no doubt that if faced with a life or death situation, that the birds would get themselves to the other side of the river. Perhaps she should be more concerned about those of them who don’t have wings… how would they cross? What if the ice breaks after the first couple of birds cross, and leaves the majority of them stranded on the other side? She can’t imagine that would be a good situation, with the party split. Yael has no knowledge of Erthe’s magic, so she can’t make a decision based off that.

Plus, the birds seem to have lost the will to challenge the horses, having been relatively well behaved after their initial scare. She cannot, in good conscience, support crossing the ice here, where the currents are surely swift, and the ice untrustworthy. A shorter crossing would be the best bet. It’s time to voice her opinion. “I cannot xelp but vorry about ze ice breaking ahnd spleeting ze group. Ve don’t all xaf vings, so… I t’ink t’at ve must find a find a shorter crossing. Eet vould be safer for all.”

Yael would never want someone to drown because she only thought of her own abilities. And there are children in the group. They mustn't be careless in their greed.

yael

by night, tie your heart to mine, and the two
together in sleep shall defeat the darkness