Gritting his teeth together as he pushed his aching muscles forward into a trot he kept pace with Parelia unsure of what would be in store for them when they arrived upon the Edge's borders. Would things turn out as his love said or would he be forced to leave? Guess they would have to wait and see. Trotting along he tried his best to keep his front leg from dragging too much as the pain continued to burn through his severed muscle and along the burn tracts. Maybe no one would notice the limp he thought trying to be hopeful so that he would not cause any worry to the lovely painted pegasus moving along so gracefully just up ahead of him. It was a long shot but you never knew there was always the thought.

Just a Parelia announced that they were close to the border of her homeland the scent of salt hit his nostrils and the swish of water could be heard in the distance. The land beside the sea, a rather large stretch from the sanctuary of the Falls but it had its own beauty as well. Gratefully slowing his pace he stopped alongside Parelia reaching his muzzle forward to touch her neck. "It will be good to see him again, I have missed you both." Her call was answered by a familiar one making his heart surge with joy and happiness as his son appeared before them. Wickering gently to his boy in greeting he waited with anticipation for him to approach not wanting to step over the border and cause any issues. A breath caught in his throat as Ilios stumbled sending him down into his right shoulder making the impact cloud his vision briefly as pain shot through his frame. Reaching out his head he tried to steady Ilios as he fell keeping in mind where his horn was at all times so not to accidently pierce anyone with it. Ignoring his own pain he shifted sideways to give Ilios room to get himself upright hoping that he was alright.

Lowering his head in concern he withheld his touch as he watched Parelia move in to poke at him with concern. Sighing in relief as the announcement came that all was well he finally felt the gentle warm of Kiara's mind against his again. Lifting his head in response his gaze fell to the striped feline slowly making her way towards them, a bemused expression on her face. Sauntering up casually she locked her blue orbs with his silver ones in a silent conversation before her eyes caught sight of the nasty wounds over his neck and shoulder that persisted to bleed.

Growling in displeasure she sat down in the grass flicking her tail in anger and annoyance. Why was her grey so careless? She was gone all of a day or so and this is what she comes back to! If the female was not going to do anything about it she sure as hell was going to before he died of infection that she could already smell from it. She would drag him down if she had to and lick it clean herself if there wasn't another option.


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Alysanne

A familiar call followed by a familiar squeal completely caught Alysanne’s attention as she was making her way to the border of the Edge, having a mind to go out and do a bit of touring of Helovia today. Maybe she would meet some new friends! Hemlock had expressed some desire to hunt elsewhere, somewhere a little easier - maybe some mice in the wide thistle meadow.

But those tasty little mice were just going to have to wait a little longer, because his bonded changed her direction when emerald eyes spotted the group. The young owl, now without any of the downy feathers that had dominated his body the last time they had spoken, grumbled but did not protest - had he been asleep in Alysanne's wings the last time they had spoken? He thought he would have remembered the mother and son pair - and the hawk companion.

“Parelia! Ilios!” Alysanne called out to the pair, a bright smile instantly taking over her face as she recognized the delightful family that she had welcomed to the Edge not so very long ago. Ilios was growing more and more every day - before long he would be as big as his mother! What an absolute delight to know so many friends that were having foals - she so sorely missed having them in her life. The familiar pang in her heart gave a squeeze but the presence of her friends, and a new stranger!, was the perfect distraction. Coming to a stop before the group, Alysanne greeted them with a grin while Hemlock offered an indifferent hoot. “I’ve been hoping to run into you two again, wanted to see how you were getting along here.”

But then her attention turned to the unicorn stallion that had accompanied them. Was this the mate she had mentioned? “And hello! Oh dear, are you alright?” Concern, genuine and consuming, took over her features from the smile that had brightened it just moments ago. “I’m Alysanne, one of the Moon Doctors here. I can help you if you wish.” Well she wouldn’t force any method of healing on him if he was going for a specific look but now that she was here, she wasn’t likely to leave without helping somehow. Even if it meant finding someone else who was a little more experienced.


@[Parelia], @[Ciceron]

It didn't take a mind reader to tell that Kiara was not happy with the sight of his injuries. Her glare was enough to say everything and it was likely only thanks to Parelia and Ilios that she did not cause a scene about the whole thing. Racking his silver eyes over her feline frame his eyes lingered on the couple patches of red blistered burns upon her body. He absolutely hated himself for letting her get hurt in such a way, he should have known better. "Kiara I'm so sorry." While he knew for a fact that she had understood what he had said she remained silent choosing to ignore the fact that her injuries existed like a typical feline. They both seemed to share that stubbornness but it really got them no where in the end.

Turning his head back to his son he was pleased to see that he did not run from him after all this time of them being apart. Reaching his own muzzle out to meet Ilios's he bumped him affectionately inhaling his familiar scent as he admired the ivy markings that adorned his body much similar to those of his own. " As to you Ilios." He commented with a knowing smirk. He had been fortunate enough to have run into his son once during the time that Parelia and himself had been apart. It had been a nice surprise during a time where he had felt so much darkness.

A new voice drew his attention back to their surroundings as he drew his head up once more causing much discomfort to his throbbing neck. It was a painted mare that approached happily greeting his son and his mate, this must be one of their friends they had spoken of he figured. Nodding his head politely in greeting only as much as he dared he listened patiently while introductions were made surprisingly by Ilios. Before he could chip in his two cents the topic turned to his injuries to his dismay. Why did no one believe him that it really was not that bad? It would heal...eventually. Moving his silver gaze over to Parelia as she spoke he raised and eye to her remarks before his son turned to speak again. Well so much for declining the offer... how could he when his son was asking him to get it looked at?

Sighing in defeat he could see no ways to get out of this again meaning he would have to give up trying. Yes it was deep, and bleeding, and extremely painful but that did not mean it would not heal on its own. " It is nice to meet you miss. It's really not that bad..but you can take a look if you didn't mind." Amusement was easy to sense through his bond with Kiara at him finally getting trapped into accepting help. She was hesitant to allow the stranger to get too close out of lack of trust but if she was going to help him she guessed she would allow it. Every step the mare took Kiara was watching protectively as she remained laying in the grass nearby. "Stop staring at her like that! You are going to make her think you want to eat her." He chided silently with a sideways glare in her direction.


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