It had been awhile since Iona had patrolled this far south.  She had been making an effort to expand patrols, considering events of late. With the appearance of the Sea God she’d already come face to face with once and the herd members that were still missing she felt it best to be wary. However even from afar it was easy to recognize that something was amiss on the beach.  Or in the very least something was different. The beach normally didn’t glitter.  

Her attention sufficently piqued, the painted specter shifted course and headed directly for the southern shore that now glimmered below.  She was (somewhat) relieved to see that Alysanne wasn’t among the crowd, but took a mental note of the herd members who had been attracted to the now crystal sands - just in case. Iona did not join the gathering - most of whom had crowded around the Sea God and the patron Goddess of the Edge herself.  Iona frowned as she made her way to the outskirts of the gathering, still not knowing what to make of this situation.  Her frown deepened as her hooves met the ground and she realized what that the beach had been transformed to glass.  She let out a huff and made her way towards the bordering dunes, the pellets beneath her hooves shifting and crunching under her weight.  The pieces of glass that littered the Edge was enough, but this?  A sigh was her only response to the thought. 

She made her way to the dunes so she could see the group properly from a safe distance.  The gods. The gathered. The king. The others she recognized.  A mixture of anxiety and agitation churned in her stomach as her emerald gaze flickered from equine to equine - slowly getting a read on the situation.  It was then that she noticed a filly off to her right, standing on her own and looking down upon the gathering as well. Iona moved over to the girl, but stopped a comfortable distance away, before giving the filly a sidelong glance. “Your family down there?” she said simply, waiting a moment to give the girl a chance to respond before continuing. “I think I’m going to stay up here. Mind if I stick with you, kid?” she asked, casually resting a hind leg as her tangled black tail swished idly between her hocks.