Torasin smiled at the grey's reply, it grew wider as the spider faced steed mentioned the 'stalking' of Mirage. A low chuckle escaped his lips as he knew the feeling all too well, he honestly believed that if she wanted something there would be no force in the world to stop her from getting it. The day he first met her was followed by many others and their friendship seemed to grow into fondness until his painted disaster returned. It left a bitter taste in his mouth that he didn't try fight for her although the odds were heavily stacked against him. He was genuinely happy, just being around to help her was reason enough to not do something rash with his own life.

"It's a common affliction to those fortunate enough to be called her friend. If you find yourself possessing two shadows instead of one then that's a fair sign she's there. Ever watching." Torasin flicked his tail and lifted his head a little higher. In the company of Lace it appeared the older stallion had managed to lift the dampened spirit of the gilded boy. A company he would be sure to seek out again after this day, Torasin already considered Lace a friend.

A surprised flicker crossed his face as the Qian was mentioned, green oculars searching the pools of the steed who stood but a few inches smaller than he. It was entirely possible that Mirage had told him her band of compassionate horses, had she also told him their plans? Torasin mulled the question over in his mind wondering how he should answer. Deciding that if he had met Mirage and knew of the Qian he would already know most of the details there was no need to be so cautious in his answer.

"We are. We have been part of it since Mirage set down the first meeting and probably before that. We were never really given a choice in the matter." His voice held tones of humour towards the end and Kiba chirped his agreement. Without a single question of consent the Weyrleader had roped him into her plans for a more righteous land. Not that he minded, maybe without even realizing it Mirage had given him a purpose to live.

Curiosity took over his features as this time he posed a question to the friendly chap. His gentlemanly voice lifting with his mood, "did you decide to join our cause?"

[over a month late but still -hides behind a rock- ]