Phae found it fitting that her companion bore the same white wings as the mare who had enabled her quest in the first place. Without Sohalia's kindness and willingness to trust her heart to a mare she scarcely knew, Stella would not be an actuality. More and more Phae found herself wondering about Sohalia, about Sohalia and Note specifically. They seemed to have gotten off on the right foot when last Phae saw them, a few weeks ago. But after Note's initial impression on her, she was concerned. He seemed....guarded. Jaded maybe, she didn't know. She also didn't know why she cared. Is this truly what friendship felt like? Phae did not have friends, boyfriends maybe, but never slumber party, braid each other's hair and gossip friends. Then again, Sohalia didn't seem like a gossiper...Frowning, Phae considered whether or not she actually could forge a friendship with someone, if she didn't even know what the term really entailed.

The wind felt reassuring and comforting beneath her wings, as she glided in the direction of the Throat. She wasn't feeling 100%, although Tor had healed her wings, and the gash on her leg from her spar with Aisha was healing nicely as well. The cause of her discomfort was not something she believed could be remedied by a healer, then again 'remedied' was probably entirely the wrong way to even categorize it. Looking uncertainly to Stella, Phae sighed. I hope Sohalia and I are friends. It would be good to talk about this... She mentally projected. Stella, still annoyed with her bonded over the events of a few days ago, said and projected nothing.

Nearing the Throat, Phae slowed down considerably, landing with each on the dry blood-stained terrain. Being a spy, it always interested her to visit the herd lands, just to see what was going on. And if anyone asked, well, she was just here looking for her friend. Maybe a friendship would be advantageous? Phae thought, but quickly dismissed the idea. Something inside her told her that friendships ought not to be built on false pretences. Phae was find with having fake friendships, if they suited her purpose, but in her heart she knew that she needed the bond between her and Sohalia to be real, if she was going to tell her secret. Picking up a light trot, Phae moved deeper into the Throat, hoping to catch a glimpse of the white mare against the red rock.