Torasin heard the gentle call of his leader echo across the misty land, the gilded steed had been drifting through the wood with a heart that had begun to burden him somewhat. Still young in the eyes of many, but Torasin felt like he had lived a thousand lifetimes, a simple gentleman who had a not so simple life. He had given his heart away twice and both holders had been killed before him, for all the happy exterior that everyone saw on a day to day basis; the Moon Doctor was truly hurting inside. As the days and months wore on his once vibrant eyes had begun to dull, the pain of his cursed life was slowly getting the better of him. Torasin already began to understand that he would not live as long as most, there would come a day when he could bare the grief within him no more. He only hoped that fate would be kind upon his exit from this life and protect his children from the hardships of heartbreak. Even in finding a new love with Solstice his heart almost shied away from the relationship and it made him feel guilty. Like he couldn't love her as much as he should. There was a simple reason for why the paint felt like this and none knew it more than his bonded dragon Kiba.

Torasin was frightened.

Frightened that the curse upon his life would affect Solstice, that being with him could almost put her life in danger. He was frightened of losing her and of losing his children, his love of healing and passion to save lives was beginning to falter against his crushing reality. Only Kiba, his faithful brown, kept him from falling into the pits of despair. The soothing words that could only be heard on the intimate strings of their bond, two hearts that beat in tandem. Once more Torasin put aside his torn face and replaced it with his glowing facade that now began to show signs of cracks, eyes filled with sorrow and his creamy tail hung limp between his legs, mane stuck miserably to his neck due to the rain. Trees parted and they continued on until horse and dragon finally appeared before the gathered crowd.

Finally a chuckle broke through his sorrowful state as he sighted the youthful form of Takara, the smallest and most fragile of his two daughters. She appeared to be searching for her twin and Torasin laid a gentle muzzle on her mane, "my daughter you grow more beautiful every day" he said with a voice full of love. He nudged her once again so she knew exactly where he was before walking over to Solstice, extending his nose to hers in a tender embrace. He stood silently by her side whilst Mirage delivered her news. It seemed the Edge was having some momentous changes and his gilded ears twitched in delight when Aaron was named the new Glazier. They may not have been blood related, but Torasin had always carried the painted draft close to his heart. He echoed his mother in congratulations "a fine choice Milady DragonHeart, I could not think of a more finer stallion than Sir Aaron here."

The next bit of news was perhaps even more joyous as Thor had now become Thor the Gentle Heart, WeyrLeader of the Worlds Edge. With a flourishing bow of his head Torasin saluted his new ruler, it seemed Thor had finally found his true calling and the Moon Doctor was truly happy for him. "A congratulations to you too Lord Thor the Gentle Heart, you have grown mightily since we last spoke to each other" his voice eloquent and honest as always.

Torasin fell silent then and awaited the next order of the meeting, he had no real news to relay to Mirage. The only news he possessed was that of the Foothills, but she was there too. Ears flickered to the words of others and he tried to keep his mind preoccupied from the growing unease in his heart.