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The God of the Spark lead them through rocky terrain of the mountains. There was no complaints least any she heard while they stalked through the cold terrain. This was what they all wanted after all, a home, no matter how much they may disagree on other matters. When the land came into sights it was perfect. A hide away tucked away from the rest of the world. The lack of warmth did not bother her, it made it better. As if like the God had said this hardy terrain was really made for the outcasts. Yes, it was too bad Mauja was not here to see this. That was one thing that struck her, because it should have been his. When the God spoke Faelene let him rest in her gaze, an ear giving a twitch at his words. her word is law. Faelene had to keep control of her facade, keep her eyes from the newly appointed Lady. It was a bit worse then what he had said in the start of this journey, but there was nothing to be done about it. What had she expected? Someone would have to lead them or it would be chaos. The lack of choice bothered her, and nothing except hope Mauja would return from wherever the hell he was, would take his place was all she needed.
While others pledged to Psyche, and spoke Faelene did nothing of the sort. She would work out terms with her, but not yet...not today. The charcoal colored mare saw Lena, and Aurelius and found herself moving to them. The invasion she had grown a fondness and trust for the pair and she much rather have their company in this. Aurelius went forth to speak to Psyche, however, and Faelene cantered her head in Lena's direction. "It is quite beautiful...isn't it?" She murmured, though did not expect an answer. She was continuing to take it all in filling a bit shocked, and ecstatic. A second the ice princess caught her attention, she meandered off on her own. A sigh, Faelene had many a thing to do, and dipped her head to Lena before departing off on her own as well.
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Welcome Home [ex-edge/plague] (CLOSED)
