RÁERU

OF THE NIGHTFALL

After the success of her previous Threshold recruitment, Ráeru had returned in the hopes of brining yet another fresh recruit back to The Edge. Though there were slim pickings and she wondered through the trees without bumping into anyone for some time. The sun had risen on a fairly mild day, a cool breeze blew through the trees cooling her warmed flesh. When she did finally happen upon someone, the pale dove was not sure that this was someone she ought to bring home with her. In fact, though she was not received training on such matters yet, she was quite sure the mare was insane. She knew she shouldn't discriminate and offer the same opportunity to all but this mare appeared rather out of sorts. The mare was speaking to a squirrel which made her appear quite...nutty. Ráeru took great care in her approach worried about the mare getting a fright and rushing off, there was no way that Ráeru was going to chase after her. Clearing her throat loudly, the pale dove wanted to be sure that the mare was aware of her approach. Her glassy blue gaze kept darting between the mare and the squirrel. "Hello, I'm Ráeru." She thought the other doctors in The Edge would be proud of this approach. Normally she would have just demanded what was wrong with the mare. Yet since becoming a nurse with the aspirations of gaining ranks, she'd been working on improving her bed side manner to be more gentle and accepting.

"Why..." Ráeru stopped and frowned at the mare wondering if she was perhaps crazy. "Why are you talking to that squirrel?" Clearly this mare was in need of her assistance, whatever medical assistance Ráeru could offer. Possibilities for hallucinations began to run through Ráeru's mind, first was over heating or she could have eaten something that caused her to believe that the squirrel had begun to speak. The nurse of The Edge had not heard any words leave the mouth of the little furry creature. In fact, she only knew of companions and the occasional more magical animals that were able to communicate with their kind. Clearing her throat she looked at the mare and studied her properly this time, a well built mare that stood at the same height as herself. Though Ráeru had a horn crowning her, curious glass hooves, and a lion's tail that hinted at a more magical lineage. This mare seemed to be from more plain equine lines, very little magic seemed to radiate from the mare. Though Ráeru would not go as far as to call her 'plain'. Yet the thoughts of magic made her think of another reason as to why the mare may be speaking to a squirrel. "Sometimes newcomers are overwhelmed by the magic imbedded in this land." That could be it, the magic had been too much for the mare. She'd simply had a bad reaction to entering Helovia. "Perhaps you ought to rest for a while. Then I could take you back to my herd-land for further observation from our resident Moon Doctors."