I'll carry you on my shoulders, never set you down.
Ferry you through the coldness, never let you down.

Listening to the woman's explanation of the glass wall, Ráeru glanced towards what remained. Not a lot was visible except for a small shining part, the moonlight reflected on the surface. It must have been quite an impressive sight, a wall of glass that protected the herd from outsiders attacking. Confusion caused the girl to frown at the apologising lady. "Don't be ridiculous." The pale mare shook her head, glancing again towards her injured leg. Whatever remained standing solid and no matter how much was buried under the snow it was not anyones fault, in fact if she'd waited for an escort their entire situation may have been avoided. "It's hardly an individuals fault." It did not occur to the young mare that the lady was not talking blame but rather just generally sorry that she'd been injured. For the most part she took words too literally and often did not understand other's true meaning. In any case she offered a small smile to the lady, pleased that she'd encountered someone understanding. Besides, if she ended up remaining and spent some more time in this herd land she'd discover where the dangers lay. Yet more likely she'd move on when again she was sure her family was not lurking in the vast numbers of the herd. The pale dove did not know if they'd left Helovia or still lurked within the boundaries but as outcasts, alone and battling the elements. Just as she had been for sometime now.

Getting the impression that the painted lady was going speak, she waited, comfortable in silence or letting others take control and direction of the conversation. There was a strange sound, the beat of powerful wings and then suddenly the two became three. Her breathing became harder, and she backed up a few steps, studying the new comer with a certain amount of shock. The mare was thick, well muscled and seemed strong, able to easily defeat any opponents that she faced. The familiar feeling of darkness prickled inside of her, calling to her and wanted to be released. Instead Ráeru shot a pleading look towards the mare and then glanced towards the new comer suddenly feeling insecure. Discomfort flashed across her face as anger and anxiousness peaked inside her. Even as an older mare she was no more comfortable with situations changing so quickly. It would have been okay if she was expecting more to arrive but the sudden arrival was threatening to tip her over the edge. Glaring stubbornly down at her bleeding leg she refused to look at the new comer, preferring to speak either directly with the dignified lady or with her injured limb. It would be easier to ignore the new comer, act as if she wasn't even here. So the dove continued as if only her and the painted lady remained, speaking softly as she accepted the offer of healing. Gradually her breathing calmed. Her posture shifted into something more comfortable.

As the painted lady spoke to the small owl, Ráeru smiled, she rather liked the small companion. "Curious fellow." She remarked with a small smile, watching as he swooped down before the favour had even asked the favour of him. He flew with as much elegance as his lady had, although it wasn't off towards the directions of the trees. Instead the her landed beside her injured leg. Watching him closely with a curious expression, Ráeru only looked up when the delicate lady spoke again with a laugh. "Oh. That's quite impressive." She remarked appreciating all forms of magic, especially those with the art of healing. Additionally never before had she encountered a companion with such abilities. Nodding some more encouragement to the owl, Ráeru waited with baited breath. Warm spread across the slice, healing and soothing. The the stinging vanished as if there had been no wound at all, the pale dove smiled appreciatively. "Very well done, I thank you Hemlock." Finished he hooted once more in a rather friendly manner at the her, and then flew up to land between the painted lady's ears.

"Yes." She replied to the the lady's question was a gentle smile. Indeed she felt much better about her current situation and even managed a friendly gesture - dipping her head in greeting. "I am Ráeru." Again her words were only for Alysanne, having completely disassociated herself with the other lurking mare. It was not a lack of respect more a complete lack of awareness of how her actions might be perceived. For all Ráeru thought the larger mare simply did not exist.
Ah. The question. What could they help her with. More, what are you doing here? "I'm looking for my family." After a moment she considered Hemlock and her previous words about her family's healing abilities. Perhaps that was an art she ought to look into. "I also wish to stay in order to learn the secrets of healing." Dipping her head towards the small owl she managed a smile. Before the lady offered to introduce her to any leaders, she ought to warn Aly of her flight nature. "I do not generally remain in once place too long...although...if I find what I am searching for..." Her word trailed off, unsure if finding her family would help her remain in one place for longer than a few seasons. Was there any truth to her words?

It had been a long journey, maybe it would be nice to stick around anyway.