Every time that Alysanne visited the borders, she glowered at the glass spikes that now replaced the shards and bits of broken glass from the wall. They were still awfully intimidating, making the Edge look about as welcoming as a porcupine was to pet. She supposed they were a little better than the wall, but she often only thought so when she was having a good day. It still felt like a cage to her, just a more subtle one.

Luckily, the borders of the Edge also provided plenty of distractions - there always seemed to be someone coming or going, or even someone on patrol, that Alysanne could stop and speak with. On this day, a familiar pale unicorn caught her attention, leading a stranger through the dangerous spikes and shards of glass. Alysanne always dismayed when someone new was seeing her beloved home in such an aggressive state. Though she might certainly get in trouble for it later, with a quiet word she used the new command she had over the spikes and with a rumble they retreated into the earth as she approached the pair.

Hopefully, without the dangerous spikes as a backdrop, this welcoming would be more pleasant.

Now, if she would just remember this time to put them back up afterwards.

Already a bright smile warmed the green eyes of the painted mare as she trotted over to the mares. Conversation always came easily to Alysanne and she did not mind using it as a distraction to more troublesome thoughts.

“Hello Ráeru!” Alysanne greeted the younger mare with warmth and fondness in her voice, glad to see that she seemed to be settling into life at the Edge pretty well. From her point of view, Ráeru must be enjoying herself, even a little bit, if she continued to invite others back to join the herd.

Her head then turned to the stranger, young like Ráeru, or perhaps even younger, and offered her a warm smile as well. “I’m Alysanne, Welcome to the Edge.” The mare’s question, which Alysanne had only just heard when she approached, was directed at Ráeru, so she didn’t answer it - it didn’t seem polite to just bustle in and start joining the conversation. Even if she was queen. That seemed to be something Tembovu might do and this pegasus was quite happy to not follow his lead on every little thing.