As Lace- or what should have been Lace- burst through the trees, Kahlua shuddered and she was glad to have Kaj by her side, to look to, to lean on as he ran away. He was what she needed. Still, despite her hesitations about Lace, despite the anger she had at him for causing her so much trouble with Kaj and her own self, Kahlua felt for him. She had been a monster, she knew what it was like to feel that way, and so just as the first of the herd began to arrive, she murmured to Kaj with a sad look in her eyes. “We should find him,” her voice barely audible except to Kaj, but Quilyan's approach was enough to bring a smile back to her face. Now was her time to shine.

So the girl became a queen, brilliant, energetic, bouncing and joyous. “Quilyan,” she laughed all through his name as he addressed her. Her majesty. She was hardly worthy, and yet the slightly vain side of her reveled in the words. But her attention was not to be kept for long. As Kaj took care of the politics, welcoming new faces into the herd, Kahlua practically exploded from her position as Aly and Brisa arrived. Somehow, she managed to stay planted in place, but her voice chirped lovingly. “You made it, my friends, welcome home. I'm so glad you're here!” The Edge just wouldn't have been home without them.

“Nasreen!” she cried them with surprise and wonder. She had missed the girl with whom she had struck such easy friendship and was glad to see she was still here. In all, it killed the paint to have to stand here before them instead of bounding between them, but if Kaj could remain composed, as he always seemed to, she would try her very best. For him. It was therefore as if he read her mind as his wing brushed against her and she reached to the side with her nose, to touch him with her nose along the neck, lingering just a moment too long, all the while unaware of why.

But her nose pulled away when Dragomir arrived, nodding to him deeply, smile glowing, saying nothing to him for now, since she had quite a surprise in store for him later. But to Note she found words, voice bouncy as ever. “The Edge is your home then, as long as you strive for peace. That is all we ask.” She did not question that he knew their names, surely the word would have spread by now. As for Eva, the day was too happy for Kahlua to give the girl the odd look she might have deserved, given the pair's strained beginnings. “Welcome back,” she said and it seemed that perhaps Eva was feeling the joy too, for her dragon swept his wing across her back in greeting. Her laughter was infectious as she threw her head up. Joy to Lady Moon for giving them this gift.

Even Resplendence seemed to be exuding joy, and the egg that she had found while they were together hatched, much to Kahlua's surprise. But it was a perfect metaphor, new life for all, though totally lost on Kahlua. A nudge from Kahlua drew her prying eyes away from the Fallen Angel, though, and the paint stood a little taller as Kaj began to run through the information he wished to divulge.

He was brilliant, a word smith, and as he spoke she hummed softly, happy that they had the same ideals, that their rules and laws had come so easily into place. Her humming only stopped for a moment as the pair waited for volunteers for the warrior's tournament- a true tournament this time. And when he was done and finished, she stepped forward, bowing her head to Quilyan in honor of her service, before finding her words. “Your mind is welcome in our happy home,” she offered to Pampero, not noticing his hesitation, his subtle hints. But she was happy to have him nevertheless, as if she could be anything else.

“Our crafters will be lead by Aaron, who has always been faithful to the Edge, but also,” her blue eyes went searching for Dragomir's, “Dragomir, who has always been helpful.” She never even questioned whether or not he had delivered the gift she had made for Shadow, clearly having forgotten that she was owed the palm leaves. “Of course our healers will be Resplendence and Alysanne, find them friends, if ever you are hurt.” Never as eloquent as Kaj, Kahlua appointed rather than asked, but it was all part of her charm. She was so sure of her friends, that this was what they wanted.

“Just remember, my friends, that we aim for peace. Strangers are friends until proven otherwise, and you are all encouraged to spread the idea of peace, if it pleases you.” A deep breath ended her words and she looked to them all, nickering contentedly that their home should be repopulated. The Edge was reborn.


OOC| No post order, of course! Welcome to the Edge, everyone!