Kahlua has returned to the Edge, so it is only natural that Nasreen follows. She is not right on her heels—as much as Nasreen loves the company of her friend, the sky beckons, and she has missed it. So, she alternately soars into the playground of snow-heavy clouds above and trots along behind her leader below, slowly making her way towards the sea.

Just outside the border, a sudden snowstorm hits, and for the next few hours she loses sight of the black and white mare. She waits out the furiously falling flakes under the shelter of a tree, untroubled: the wall is nearby; she saw it from above. When the squall lets up, Nasreen emerges once more, lofting into the sky and rejoicing in her freedom. Even the chill cannot get her down today—she is free from the dark earth, and that is all that matters!

It is only a matter of time before she sees the gathering below. Kahlua stands amongst them, beside a group mainly comprised of…pegasi? Nasreen strains her eyes, hoping and praying that yes! He is there! She has spotted the familiar coat of her brother, and her joy is nearly complete. Shivers of anticipation ripple across her skin; she cannot wait a moment longer for their reunion. “Quilly!” she shrieks, plummeting towards the earth. In a minute, she is tumbling clumsily into the brambles (as per usual), but she doesn’t care. Nasreen barrels towards her brother, all affection. “I’m so glad you’re all right! I was so worried and scared below ground! Those caves were the most awful—” Quite suddenly, she realizes that there are more than a few others in this group…and many of the faces surrounding her are unfamiliar. She recognizes the pretty mare with golden dapples, and the unicorn stallion. While she cannot remember their names, the mare, she recalls, greeted her when she first came to Helovia. The unicorn was there on the night of the attack. Subconsciously, Nasreen shudders slightly at the unpleasant memory, willing herself not to think about how she flew within a mile of the very spot not an hour ago.

“H-hello,” she says shyly to the rest of the group, mildly embarrassed. “I’m Nasreen.” She ducks her head towards the male pegasus beside Kahlua, wondering curiously if he is some sort of authority figure. By her brother’s respectful stance, she guesses yes, and she bobs her head cautiously in his general direction, taking a step towards Quil. She is still unsure about male pegasi, but surely nothing bad will happen to her with Quilly and Kahlua here. “Your honor…?”