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It seemed it had become a personal goal for Kaj to lead wandering souls to his herd, not once giving up on his perusal of the Threshold. The Edge had suffered a blow that he had not been there for, and it enraged him beneath his normally composed exterior. He had not been there for his family, and he hated it. But now, he would help rebuild the Edge. He would guide home wanderers to become kinsmen, build up the strength of his herd, train those who needed it. Kaj took his task very seriously, and in fact loved it. Recruiting was not something he was required to do, but he did so anyways. Always doing so after his duties, proud to lead home creatures like Balios. The Edge would treat them well, no matter who he brought to the borders. If they were sound of mind and strong of heart, Kaj approved and would bring them beneath the gaze of his Leader for acceptance.
Strong cocoa stockings drove him forward in a nearly relentless fashion. Once again he was stuck on the ground, unable to release the cage around his wings and embrace the sky. It was not a bother, for Balios could not fly, and he would not abandon the man simply because he desired to fly. It had been a while, at least to him, who was used to spending hours upon hours in the great blue expanse. The one place only his species could touch, the place that called him like a song within his bones, just as strong as the beating of the waves of the Edge within his heart. Sunlight cascaded upon his golden bodice, making it shine with good health. The mists of his home were not as thick under the strain of the hot sun, but it was evident nonetheless. Air turned salty from the ocean not far from where he stood, the comfortable crash of the waves against the rock more than familiar to him. Every time he brought home someone from the Threshold he had to hold back from simply walking straight through the borders and enveloping himself in the mists he knew so well. Turning his crown he smiled at the older stallion that was following him, assuring him that all was fine. It would not do for the brute to be nervous and fumbling when Mirage or Rishima made an appearance, not that he believed the stallion was the type. He was very composed, though he seemed to be confused by Kaj, as if he had never seen a Pegasus before. Or perhaps not one like him? Kaj knew he had a rather strange coloring of such bright white-gold, with dark stockings and faded wings of both. Shrugging internally he cast his muzzle to the sky and called out in his deep voice to those crowned with ability to accept Balios. Cutting off only when he knew it would reverberate well throughout the forest. White tail flickered against his legs, highlighted by gold, and he waited. Motioning for Balios to move up beside him, knowing that Mirage, much like her name implied, could use her magic quite well and could appear within seconds. You would never know she was before you until she cut it, as he had experienced when leading Panto to the borders to be accepted. "They will come, Balios. Welcome to the World's Edge," he rumbled happily, smiling through his entire visage, light baby blue irises glowing joyfully at the other stallion.
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We Are Family, Forever [Balios, Acceptance]
