A cold chill had creeped its way across her body, causing her to awaken from a short nap. Blinking a number of times, she began to realize where she was. Apparently, she had taken to falling asleep in the Threshold. It is unsurprising really, but it still was unnerving not know where you are at the moment you wake up. With a huff, and a push, she raised to her feet, pine needles falling from her back onto the ground. Nighttime had blanketed the land, and it was far too late for her to try and return to the Edge for the night. It would also be quite pointless, because in reality, the next morning, she would probably be here anyway.

Edgar circled above, coming to land on his bonded's head. He had gone out hunting while she was asleep, and recounted the dangerous and nerve-wrecking adventures of catching a mouse. Elsa simply rolled her eyes, listening to the bird so he could satiate his hunger for the spotlight. At least it was amusing, Edgar had become quite the story teller since his birth. He was now able to tell intricate, false stories that actually kind of sounded true. It was a lot more fun to listen to that kind of story than a straight up fictional one. He, however, was (in his opinion) rudely interrupted by a voice.

So the duo made their way through the snow, crunching along towards the sound of the voice. It wasn't long before they spotted a mare. She was interesting to say the least; it wasn't often that you come across a pale mare covered in what looked to be paint splatters. Elsa approached, the all too familiar smile creeping up the side of her mouth as she stopped few feet away. "You've wandered into Helovia." She began, hoping to answer the girls question. It sounded like it may have been rhetorical, but it was always better to reinforce knowledge. "My name is Elsa, of the World's Edge, and I take it that you're new to these lands?" She gestured around, and Edgar bobbed his head in a quiet greeting. "If you need assistance or shelter, I would be more than happy to bring you back to the Edge with me." She nodded in the general direction of the Edge, before falling silent to listen to what the other had to say.

"talk" 

Cassiopia, as Elsa had now learned, was very quick to voice her distress. Like most, she had stumbled into Helovia in the midst of whatever had happened previously. Elsa tilted her head, as she further explained that she had never seen a land like Helovia. Granted, Elsa hadn't seen a land much like Helovia either, but with the recent influx of newcomers, she had only assumed they were all escaping to Helovia for a safe haven. A mistake either way, but that's what she thought. 

Though when her attention had turned to Edgar, all bets were off and he puffed up, swinging his tail feathers from side to side trying to impress this painted Cassiopia. 'I sexy,' He relayed smugly through the bond. Elsa was beginning to believe that Edgar had two modes of personality. Either he was a smug asshole, or a sulky, depressed bird. Neither of them Elsa appreciated too much, but it was an occupational hazard she signed up for when agreeing to take care of him.

Magic was suddenly the topic of conversation, and Elsa's ears swiveled forward in interest. Cocking the metaphorical eyebrow, she looked Cassiopia up and down. Usually those who had seen magic for the first time here flipped the literal shit out, while those already in previous possession if it didn't have a care in the world. It was odd that Cassiopia had decided to address it. "The snow is magic, yes. It follows me around everywhere, all year, although right now, in the midst of winter, I don't really need it," She shrugged, before nodding forward to bring Edgar into the center spotlight again. "Edgar is not magic, so to speak." Knowing fully the consequences of her words, Elsa waited until she felt the anger set into Edgar. 'I IS MAGICAL,' He yelled through the bond, and delivered a swift peck between her eyes. She'd have a hole in the head at this rate. "As you can see, he didn't like that answer. He does possess magic, and can freeze anyone besides me upon touch if he so chooses. He can also speak to me through the bond, and no one else can hear it. So I guess you can consider it magical." She smirked and Edgar settled into a stout, angry ball upon her head. She could feel him fuming about how if it was possible to freeze her, he would do it in a heartbeat. Eventually she knew she'd have to apologize, but now was not the time. 

So Elsa took the topic back to shelter and the Edge, since that was the real reason she was here. They could talk specifics once Elsa got her back. She never liked lingering here long, for oftentimes her "prospective" herd mate and herself would be interrupted by another vying for the same prize. "Sorry for addressing the magic first, no one usually asks about it, and I'm always eager to tell others about it," she began. "So now onto the topic of shelter, I would be more than willing to have you. If you'd like, you could follow me now, and we could talk along the way? I can also explain more about the Edge when we get there?" It was a question, because technically Elsa couldn't forcibly bring her back to the Edge (even if it was more convenient). Waiting for a response, Elsa began walking towards the direction of the Edge, listening for any of the questions Cassiopia might have. If all worked out well, the mare would follow behind her, eager to learn about the Edge. The worst that could happen? Cassiopia could suddenly reject her offer. Elsa was used to rejection though, so it would only be a small wound to her confidence. 

"talk" 
@Cassiopia
[ooc; you can post again to wrap up this thread, and then ask for a rank change to outcast. Once that is done, I can start us a thread in the Edge. (If you still would like to go there, of course.) :)]