Elsa heard their specter cry out- thief. Elsa grumbled, rising to her hooves from her nap, irritated that someone would be stupid enough to trespass upon the lands of the World’s Edge. This place was far too crowded and too well guarded for even the best of thieves to slip through. It would probably be best for her to show up, all things considered. Retaliation was always an option, and if someone called for it then it might as well be her to get her ass beat.

Elsa followed Iona’s flight, landing just in time to hear the beginning of what she had to say. Tembovu was there, and prepped as always. She kept her distance from him, choosing to stay back and listen rather than approach. The information gathered was interesting, one of Nyx’s children? Elsa still harbored a bitter place in her heart for the previous general after her unwarranted outburst so long ago. That killed any and all respect for her, and now her children were trying to steal from the very place their mother used to protect? Edgar grumbled angrily from his sleep upon Elsa’s head, he was still tired and only paid attention to what Iona was saying, drifting in and out of sleep as the conversation weaved in and out.

But of course, they never expected the chosen victim of the attack to be standing with them. As her name rolled off Iona’s lips Elsa pinned her ears back, flicking her tail angrily. Edgar, seemingly forced away from his sleep, cawed irately and puffed himself up, hissing like an insane little bird. Grinding her teeth, Elsa bit back a slew of profanities as Tembovu asked her what she wanted to do. All things considered, her gut reaction was to chase her down and show her a lesson- but then again, she was a child. Elsa’s anger softened, only the occasional flare of her nostrils hinting at the stress that bubbled within.

”She was just a child, no?” Elsa was surprised at her own calmness- oddly levelheaded for such an emotional being. ”Do we know what she was after?” Elsa had a decent amount of worthwhile items. Armor and her newly crafted katana was one thing among the many worthy of thievery. Elsa herself thought the hassle of taking her prisoner would be too much, so she was almost positive it was an item was what D’arcy was after. However, there was a more important question. Was this a herd she was sent from? ”Is she affiliated with a herd?” If so, then a little more digging and retribution would need to be done. No one messes with the Icebound.