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The Dragonheart was pleased to hear the call for activity, and just as pleased to feel the life in the forest around her shift and move in response. Since the most recent gathering of the herd, she had been pleased at the way the herd had taken her words to heart, at how they had all thought of ways to improve the lands - whether by diligence, by activity, by helping others - and it was inspiring even for herself to continue onwards with her plight to lead the Qian. Action promotes action, she thought, not for the first time, smiling as Akaith chirruped her agreement from her position on the withers of the dark mare. With a decisive nod, the mare surged forth through the trees, encouraging her daughters nearby to come with her, knowing Vikram would attend - it was a meeting called by his Generals, after all.
Akaith took to the skies, just as the mare cloaked herself in the magic she had been blessed with since her arrival in the curious lands of Isilme. How far she had come since then.. It was not time for nostalgia. Moving like a wraith - and not the kind who gathered information for the herd - the mare was sure to take long, quiet steps as she strode nearly completely obscured from view - only sometimes shimmering random glimpses of a distorted shape of a shadowy damsel, a hint of a golden tattoo upon her nape, a glint of a golden eye as it searched for others amongst the trees. When she found them, she lingered back, though Akaith did not hesitate - greeting the little green who was bound to the WingLeader Destrier, and any others who were in attendance. The little mare blended with the mists that gathered around her, herself a curious illusion, a sylph, a shadow. Happiness swelled within her at the suggestion of organised patrols were brought up, and with a devious step, the mare soon positioned herself along the side of the large dark Friesian, aiming to touch her maw against his shoulder just as her cloak would slip away from her, a small half smile upon her lips, and approval shining behind her eyes. "I would be glad to aid this cause in whatever way is most useful to you all." Mirage the DragonHeart
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