you're gone and
i gotta stay high
— all the time

back in the edge, she talks to no one. she had attended the meeting but had been all too fearful to talk to anyone. she simply moves along in silence, ignored by the rest of her herd. she felt so alone despite being surrounded by those in her herd. only LIOR was there to aid her, to keep her sane. she liked listening to his childish words, that flowed quietly through her mind, swirling in bubbles through her wreck of a head. he was soothing to her, with his little phrases and bad grammar. it made her smile, which was a rare case for her.

walking along in the edge, there is silence between her and LIOR. she hangs her head low, afraid to look into the eyes of anyone she runs across. she was an anti social being, one that was not fond of chatting about herd gossip or having conversations with strangers. this caused her to have few known acquaintances, the rest simply strangers that walk beside her in this herd. she acknowledges them, but does not speak to them nor make direct eye contact with them.

a red flash in the sky and she looks up, spotting a dragon familiar to her. did this dragon belong to someone? was it not the head healer, the one she was learning from? perking her fragile auds, she follows the dragon to the gathering place of the other healers, eyes widening as she spots a mare and her children. her body trembles as she steps closer, eyes laid upon the dark stud and the two babes. she felt her knees grow weak, and her heart skip beats. she glances at RESPLENDENCE, wondering why she was allowing such creatures to learn from her. she did not find this to be okay, to have a stallion and two children attending a healer's gathering? she shakes her head, looking towards the black and white mare, whom the dark stallion called ALYSANNE.

stepping forward she looks to the two mares, murmuring in her soft tones,"present." she sinks back, still tense as she eyes the alabaster mare and her children. they were untrustworthy, the dam and her babes. she could not trust the stallion either, he could be hiding his murderous intent behind a few kind, clever words and a smile. it seems that that is what they're best at.

sidestepping away from the dangers, LIOR screeches at them, ruffling his wings as her discontent becomes his, and she glances at him, an ear flicking back at his dark, ruffled feathers. he settles down and in her mind she hears his voice, still young and words scrambled. they no hurt you now! no hurt! he screeches at her, sending confusion running through her. she did not quite understand what he meant, but assumed it was something along the lines of that is what he told them, that they cannot hurt or kill her. she offers him a thank you, soft and delicate through their tie before returning to silence.