Brisa & Hikari

There had been many thoughts that had gone through her head the moment she had agreed to take over from Kaj many of which were questions that still laid unanswered. With Archibald being gone for much of the time there was nobody around she could ask and no one she could rely on now that Kaj was sadly no longer in her life. He had thrown the nomination out to her and then turned and left to go do gods only knows what. No instructions, no help, no nothing! All she knew was that the herd was counting on her to up hold her duties and said duties were still majorly unknown to the poor mare. She was literally flying by the seat of her pants so to say and just praying that she wouldn't screw things up too badly along the way.

It had taken a lot of time for her to come to this decision but it was something that they certainly needed in such shaky times. Setting out towards the Worlds Edge with Hikari was a gamble but she felt deep down that she needed to do something to give her herd a sense of security. The Basin had already become allied with them in previous seasons so she hoped that it would stick for many more to come. Although with that being said she would need to figure out who she could send up there just to confirm the solidarity of such an alliance. Being who she was it was doubtful that they would take to kindly if she showed up on their doorstep with their given preferences so therefore it would have to be someone bearing a horn to accompany her or someone she could trust to get the job done. Starting with the Edge had been an easy choice for her for it was an easy trek back to what used to be her home as well. Normally a warrior would have accompanied her on her journey but things were so messed up at the moment that she didn't know who was who anymore.

Straightening her posture as she approached she tried to get her nerves under control so that she could say what needed to be said. She had no idea who was the residing leaders here anymore so it would be a surprise to who would answer her call. Whinnying loudly she planted her feet at the borders of where the glass wall used to be to wait and see who would show themselves from within the misty forest.


"Brisa Speaks"

Ranjiri

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"Grief never ends, but it changes. Its a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love."

Black-rimmed ears swung forward, head slowly rising from grazing the sun-dried, crunchy grasses. Some mosses were still present in the low-lying, mist-shrouded dells; but, on occasion, those left the stallion with too many… stallion-ish urges. So, today, he avoided such things which put him further from the woman’s faint call. His head clocked slightly, nostrils flaring as he listened—was that voice familiar? He couldn't tell, it was so faint.

So a brisk, earth-shaking trot carried his massive body towards the borders and source of the sound. Navy eyes scan the misted horizon as trees slowly rose on it, nostrils still scenting, but the wind was to his back and his sense of smell told him nothing of who called at the Edge’s boundary. So it was with surprise that his eyes alighted on Alysanne, his new queen, Brisa, his old friend, and another dark pegasus he did not know. His eyes lingered on her bright gold wings, before turning to dip his thickly spiraled horn at Alysanne, “My queen,” his greeting was sincere, though any mischievous amusement that may have been in it had been eaten away by a sadness that had plagued the stallion since returning from the Basin.

His navy eyes turned to Brisa, “Brisa, my old friend, what brings you to the Edge?” Though his greeting was sincere, warmth lacked from the deep timbre of these words as well. He then swung his head towards the gold-dipped, ebony woman, “Hello, I am Tembovu, King of the Edge,” his eyes lingered on her bright red, pupilness ones for a few moments, before swinging once more towards the other two mares.

Brisa & Hikari

It was a strange feeling to be back on this familiar ground yet truly not belong here at all. She had once felt peace in the forests of the Edge but ever since the Moon Goddess had gone on her murder spree she had not been able to restore her faith in the white woman of the moon. Now that time had passed and many seasons she had thought that she would feel different but there was still the same distrust that had been there when she and her son had left. The Falls was her home now and from her current standpoint that would not be changing anytime soon.

When she had left the borders of the Falls she had ensured that she was alone so as not to rouse suspicion amongst the others so when hoof beats draw up behind her she is surprised to find another member of the Falls. Well that was what her scent told her anyway and based on her words she would be correct in assuming such. "Hello Ranjiri, its nice to meet you." She replies offering a kind smile and a bob of her head. "Please stay trading skills amongst our herds is a wonderful idea."

Before she can say anymore more footsteps approach drawing her blue orbs back to see who was emerging from the brush in front of her. Much to her surprise the black and white figure of her friend appeared completely erasing most of the unease that she had felt standing upon these borders. Accepting her touch with pleasure she eagerly returns the gesture wishing that all herd meetings could be like this, simple and amongst dear friends. "Aly!" Watching as Hemlock came swooping down she could only watch in pleasure to see Hikari bound over to greet him. It was amazing to see the two getting along so well considering the way Hemlock could be rather picky at times on who he actually likes. She could remember the first time she had met the little hatchling and how he had stayed glued to Aly the entire time rather than come and see her. As Aly spoke excitement couldn't help but bubble up inside her at the thought of both of them being queen together. There was so much they had to discuss but most of it would have to wait for a later date when it was only the two of them.

As if on cue another towering figure slowly appears from the woodwork and she is ecstatic to see yet another friend. How lucky could she get that in her first meeting with another herd that the leaders be good friends of hers. Turning to greet Tembovu with the same courtesy she had shown the others she dipped her head to the king of the Edge. With all the greetings taken care of now she guessed that it was down to the real reason she had come here in the first place. "It's so great to see you both again. The reason we came here today is in the hopes of forming an alliance between our herds. In times like this there is too much danger out there to stand alone but if we where to come together and stand by each others sides there is no telling what we could accomplish. Of course that is only if you both permit it." She finishes hopefully casting her eyes between her two friends. She decided to leave the crafting talk up to their new mason instead of putting it all together into one giant rambling. Once upon a time she had stood exactly in the position of Ranjiri and if it were her she would have wanted her own say in how things worked so she extended the same courtesy


"Brisa Speaks"

Ranjiri

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"Grief never ends, but it changes. Its a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love."

He could not help the small, lopsided grin at the dark, gold-feathered mare’s shocked, round eyes. Ranjiri. That nearly sounded Dorobian. Or perhaps Korofi? A mixture of the two—though the woman carried no accent, nor any recognition of himself or his plainly Dorobian name. So he let his curiosity pass, instead dipping his massive, thick horn in greeting, “The pleasure is mine, Ranjiri.”

His attention left the uniquely crimson and pupil-less eyes, returning to Brisa as she spoke of alliances. This was familiar; he had been here just a few seasons (had it been a full season cycle? time was beginning to blend) discussing the same things with Lord Deimos. Only Elsa had been beside him, then. She, too, had been newly crowned, just as Alysanne. And both were equally hesitant with the thought of alliance, as told by Alysanne’s quick, questioning glance to himself.

But this time would be different. He would not make decisions alone, just as he would not bed his Queen. He appointed her because of her history and devotion to the Edge. Was she not the Devoted? He trusted her choice. So his eyes closely watched her as she responded to Brisa’s offering of an Alliance with a question: “Has the Falls been peaceful since the invasion?”

And his eyes turn back to Ranjiri as she spoke of crafting skills— masons made… stone? Yes, he remembered that from Mauja so many suns ago. A slow smile replaced the pensive solemnity, “Brisa, I trust you as a friend, but the scope of this agreement goes beyond our friendship. If, as Alysanne asked, the Falls has been peaceful, then we would gladly accept discussion with the leaders of the Falls about an alliance,” his head dipped, unknowingly to the new lead of the Falls, and to the Mason. “Regardless of complete alliance, we welcome trading between our Glaziers and your Masons. I know that our scholars were seeking stone for a building,” his low voice rumbled, “Is there any glass item we might make for you in return?”