Since I had joined the Edge, I had found plenty of time to marvel at its beauty. It was a far cry from the harsh desert of the Throat, and I was happy to have escaped that landscape before Tallsun had arrived. As it were, the Edge was still unnecessarily hot as was the custom in the summer season, but in the shade beneath the trees, it was almost bearable. I might have travelled to the cliffs that gave the land its name, but I had a young daughter in tow, and I dared not risk her life to a venture for a cooler breeze. Instead, I cropped grass quietly, keeping an eye on the rambunctious filly, the other on our surroundings. It was purely instinct, for I did not expect trouble within the borders of my new home, but still I watched.

My quiet snack was interrupted by the most beautiful song I had ever heard. A golden glint in the sky drew my attention, and then Mirage's voice joined her bonded's. I smiled warmly at the thought of my leader and her beautiful companion. They had been so kind to me, allowing my presence in the land despite the fact that I had run away from the Dragon's Throat. It had been a difficult decision, but in the end I felt that I made the right decision. Thor had promised to help me, and he had make my dark times much brighter. Little did I know that he saved me from myself on numerous occasions; he spoke little of my blackouts. All I knew was that he was there when I woke up, and that was more than I could say for anyone else.

I called Essetia to me and set off through the trees at a slow trot. Upon my arrival, I was surprised - but then, not really - to see my mate standing beside my queen. The concept of having anyone that I could call 'mine' was a revelation, and a smile unfurled upon my maw, meant for Thor. I remembered how, not long ago, he had healed my affliction. I never knew precisely what ailed me, nor did I really want to know. It was gone now, it was in the past, and that was where it should remain. I halted at the outskirts of the gathering, as was my custom, though I longed to take my place in Thor's shadow. His duties to the Edge took him away from me too often. Now, though, I had his daughter to remind me of his love, where I had once questioned it.

A steed named Aaron was appointed to the Glazier position, and although I did not know him by anything other than face, I smiled at him kindly. After all, everyone deserves congratulations for their successes. And then Thor's name is called, and my auds swivel back to him, my chocolate gaze alight with curiosity. When she named him king, I could not help a sigh of happiness for him, and as Mirage stopped speaking, I made my way quietly to his side. "Congratulations, my dear," I told him softly, my words and affectionate gaze for him alone. A soft touch to the shoulder was the only other congratulations that I offered to him. To Mirage, a quiet request was sent: "Mirage, if you have the time after this meeting, I would like to know how I can be more helpful to the herd. I do not feel that I have done enough in my time here." A nod of respect, and then I fell silent once more.

"talk"

If love is surrender, then whose war is it anyway?