It seemed that the season for birthing was upon them. The winds hummed with the excitement of new life, dragonsong was thick in the air as hoardes of wild dragon eggs hatched, with mothers viciously protecting them against all that might threaten the existence of their hatchlings. TallSun provided the perfect settings for such births, the newborn lizards thrived in the natural warmth provided by the extended sunlight hours, growing strong enough by the time the seasons turned to colder, harsher conditions, they could survive. Akaith did not keep a brood of her own this year, she had not risen to mate, to be chased by Helovia's fittest and bravest male dragons.

But many others within the homeland of hers had chosen to breed this year, to present the lands with the products of their love, to bring forth fresh life in the Edge, to bring a promise of the ongoing future the herd would have. It pleased Mirage immensely, to see the youth thriving, to see them grow and become their own souls, to find their own places in this world. She hoped to be able to offer them guidance when they required it, protection when they needed it, and opportunity to reach their full potential.

Births within her lands were welcome, for she stalked the lands with her cloak draped across her slender shoulders, slipping between the trees and shadows with ease, the delicate golden dragon dancing upon the breeze alongside her, a fleck of sunlight in the dappled rays that broke through the canopy above. She arrived here today, striding happily towards the new mother dipping her crown graciously, allowing the pleasantness of this new life to swallow up the otherwise tense thoughts that tried to pull her attention down dark corridors of complicated friendships, alliances, and wars. She would not sully the birth of this filly with such circumstances.

Instead, she proffered a smile to Solstice, a low song from her throat, while Akaith gave her own from above, the gold could not help but celebrate with jubilance the arrival of new young ones. The twins held a resemblance to Solstice and Torasin, and Mirage spied the heart shaped inscriptions upon their skin with fondness. It was not with bitterness that Mirage observed the products of a loving bond between the two, for though she did indeed love Torasin, she was unable to express that to him, unable to embrace him the way Solstice could, the way she obviously had. No, she allowed herself to feel happiness, and only happiness, for the situation of her loyal herdmates, her closest friend.

"Congratulations." Her warm voice spoke, her tiara tilting to view the children at their own height, a small frown of concern wrinkling her brow for a second as she peered between the twins. It is good their father is healer. Akaith's thoughts tumbled through her tiara just as she drew the same conclusion. She wondered at just how far the extent of his magic would reach, however, for curing a disability bestowed upon a child at birth might be a task only a God could hope to accomplish. "They will be strong." She added quietly, her voice coming across strong, definitive. Despite it all, they would make sure the young survived to live on, and carry on the legacy of the World's Edge.

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