Discussions with her sister had allowed the WeyrLeader to become familiar with the titles and appearances of the new faces that would be seen about her herdland. They had joined since her capture, pledged themselves to the Edge despite knowing the predicament the Edge was in. Surely it was a mark of the hope, the honour and esteem that the individuals held, that they didn't turn a herd already prospering - that they wanted to be a part of the rebuild, part of the growth and saving grace of the herd, spoke wonders of their resolve. Despite not meeting some of these individuals yet, she felt a sense of respect for them, just as she hoped they would respect the position she was in, and the unavoidable absence her capture had triggered.

The mare walked today, still not entirely willing herself to be seen, and so a shimmering, blurry cloak was worn. The mists danced around her illusion-draped form, and a golden dragon lazily floated amidst the sun beams that filtered down through the canopy above. Mirage was drawn towards the borders today, filled with the specific hope that she would come across a member she was yet to meet, so that she could greet them, and allow them to know who it was they followed. The DragonHeart was never one to lead a herd from a distance; mysterious though she was, she had been named their leader, by them, not demanded that they follow her.

Ears twitched, movements were paused, the shimmering cloak allowed nothing more than a hint of her whereabouts to be seen by an onlooker. Golden eyes roamed the borders of her land, and then - there, the faded, dark-trimmed, golden hide of a pegasus. The dark shadow mare searched her memories for a name, knowing him to be Kaj, the diligent Protector who had brought many to her for final judgement and acceptance. He led another, a tall, curiously coloured unicorn. The golden tinge of his horn and eyes rang familiar with her. Curiosity was piqued, and just like that, the WeyrLeader strode forth, dropping the cloak that clung to her. Indifference was upon her façade, even as she arched her nape to bow her tiara to her herdmate, and drank their forms in with deep, golden eyes.

"Welcome to the World's Edge." Her voice was accented, but held few variants in tone, mostly just presenting the words with a bland, truthful sincerity. The speech was directed towards the new member, though a sparkle behind her eyes indicated that she was greeting Kaj as well. "I am Mirage." Her speech ceased then, as Akaith found this moment opportune to float down from her lazy winged dances amidst the canopy, and make herself at home upon her beloved, bonded's back. The little dragon looked at the two stallions, tilting her draconic crown this way and that, before decidedly finding something more interesting to look at elsewhere. A picture of relaxation, the WeyrLeader hitched a hindleg onto her toe, and patiently awaited what may unfold.

[- Sorry for the mostly recycled post, but I wanted to get something up <3 -]