Akaith glided with ease to lower branches then, greeting Solstice warmly, with a colourful trill. With much happiness evident in her nature, the little dragon proceeded to coo and caw at the young foals, glad to have them call the World's Edge their home. Soon, the shadows nearby seemed to bend and shift, and the magical cloak that encased the body of the WeyrLeader dropped. Kind, golden eyes fell upon the gathered, a warm greeting wuffling forth from the mare's subtle, gentle smile.
"It seems our family is ever-growing. Good thing Aaron is within, and well on his way to being WingLeader to protect us." Exotic accents curled her words, but the heartfelt honesty was there; they were of course, all encouraged to enter the borders and make the Edge their home. "Come, bring them to one of the camp fires, let the flames warm them against this FrostFall." With that, Mirage nodded her tiara gracefully, and led the way through the thick trees, towards light, warmth, and family.