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A familiar whinny distracted the Sunshower from her meanderings. She was pacing back and forth along the wall, trying her best to convince herself to go to the island in the sky. There was a feeling in her bones that she needed to be there, but she really didn’t want to go back. Travelling across the land just to go do business… Well, she really just wanted to have some fun. Well, that, and something else… There was this crazy inkling in the back of her mind that if she went up to the island she was going to find Aurelia and that was a demon that she just wasn’t ready to face yet. Another day, perhaps. But not this one.
Thankfully, Parelia’s call was a distraction and she didn’t need to worry about whether she should go to the Island or not. Though she did not spend nearly as much time with her glazier as she would like, she really did enjoy the company of the pale pegasus. The woman had given her advice when she had needed it, not judged her when she had been at her worst, and had helped the herd many times over with her generous crafting. Admittedly, Kahlua was a little jealous that she was not glazier again, but she had been selected for this arduous task of leading and she would not fail the Moon Goddess if it could be managed. Trotting to the border, the Sunshower thought all the way of what she would ask Parelia to make her. She needed a container. Something small that could hold water, but it had to have a lid that fit snugly. It was a simple request, and Kahlua didn’t really need it to be fancy… she hoped the glazier would help her. However, the thoughts of the item were wiped from her mind when she found a few face at the border (and a face touching Parelia’s neck, nonetheless). “Welcome! Come in, come in!” she urged the stallion, her smile broad and her eyes bright with excitement. Could this really be? Parelia had told her that she had dreamed of her family unit being united… was today the day? “I’m Kahlua, queen,” she said to Ciceron, dipping her head to him in fond greeting. “Welcome to the Edge!” Looking expectantly to Parelia, the painted woman let the two before her lead the conversation. If there was exciting news, they surely would share. @[Parelia] .KAHLUA
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for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing her.
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