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"Four gods..." Ingrid froze. The glass spikes receded into the earth. She didn't move an inch. By the time the newcomer had reached the two mares, Ingrid had a grade 'A' migraine, and was pretty sure her stomach had twisted itself into four or five knots. Here she was, about to meet the World's Edge herd, and she was just now realizing that she had nothing to offer these horses. "We praise only the Moon Goddess." The words echoed in Ingrid's mind. All of her knowledge of the gods, no, of New Rheven's gods didn't mean a thing here. She was just another mouth to feed. Why in the world would any herd want her? Then the pegasus spoke to her, interrupting her train of thought. Alysanne. Hadn't Ráeru mentioned an Alysanne when she was talking about the important herd members? That's when it dawned on Ingrid that she wasn't about to meet some average pegasus, she was now face to face with one of the Edge's leaders. "Th-thank you. It's an honor to meet you." Ingrid stammered, bowing her head.
@Alysanne
