"AND WE'RE CAUGHT UP IN THE CROSSFIRE OF HEAVEN AND HELL."

Unsettled was perhaps the best word to describe Iona’s current mental state. Between the arrival of the mysterious Sea God, the disappearance of many of her herdmates, the recent disagreement between the Edge and the Falls.  Iona, for one, had no idea what to make of Kisamoa.  His arrival had left her with little more than confusion and watching him interact with the Goddess left her no closer to uncovering his intentions.  Iona was suspicious by nature, but having arrived in Helovia just before the battles with the foreign Gods from the Rift seeing another new God only compounded her suspicions.  That and Iona’s natural distaste for magic certainly didn’t make for many restful nights. 

She had routinely been extending her patrols to the south and the west as a result of the recent...developments.  This morning took her southeast out over the thistle meadow, which was quite a different sight to the mist blanketed trees of the Edge.  With each beat of her great wings, the view beneath her cleared and the snowdrifts faded into scattered patches of white. The air warmed as the clouds cleared and the land evened out, and that was certainly not something that she minded considering the bitter chill in the Edge. Frostfall had descended upon the Edge hard and fast, much to Iona’s distaste. She just hoped this winter was kinder than last.  With a little huff, she turned her gaze to her surroundings - trying to pick out anything that didn’t belong. 

From a distance, she spotted the other pegasi circling far before she could spot the herd of fowl milling about on the ground.  That, in itself, was an unusual sight.  She shifted course immediately, angling ever so slightly so as to get a better look at what had already drawn the attention of others.  She flew a wide circle around the gathering, because the inherent wariness about what could have potentially drawn the others to this place is the very thing that was now keeping her away.  That was until she saw the flicker from the orb, unmasked when one of the large birds moved aside and revealed the brightly glowing sphere. Ah, that explains it she thought to herself.  She recognized two of the Moon Doctors from home, as well as some of the young ones, so she landed softly on the outskirts of the little gathering and tucked her wings at her sides.  It was then that she realized the birds weren’t just any birds, but turkeys.  She’d certainly never seen so many before. “Well. This is a first,” she said, with a small chuckle, making her way towards Lyanna before drawing to a halt. 

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