They traveled through the shadows, she took notice of the landmarks they came acrossed. She wasn't sure if she would feel safe leaving her "new home" and she would like to remember how to get there. The if right now was, would it be? Would the King deem her worthy? She was not sure, and tried not to think about it while her legs pulled her closer to the gates of the Edge. Dark eyes concentrated on the obsidian cords of his Descaro's tail, afraid to lose it despite being an inch from her gray muzzle.
Though she could not see them so greatly, but tall black things she was greeted by the tall, needled trees. She took in their size, stature, and their smell. Something about it reminded her of spring, and she let out a faint snort, her eyes looking to Descaro's. She asked no question, and continued, keeping watch for any other Edge members. There was no one. Stretching her nose heaven bound in the woodland clearing, she gazed now at the moon and stars and felt comfort. If only she wasn't wishing and praying to stay. "It's lovely," she replied, her head dipping downward to meet his gaze. Now they would wait.