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08-13-2013, 03:55 PM
((Sorry for the wait, loveys. Muse is a fickle thing when events happen offline.))
An ear tilted to follow Kahlua, tracing her progress as the painted mare stepped forward to help the grulla in her tasks. A warm smile of quiet approval was cast toward the mare, for the Wild Rose appreciated the initiative that her fellow Edger displayed. A clever mare, to learn from watching and then step in and aid in what obviously needed to be done.
But then her attention was reverting back to the newcomer, listening attentively to what young Penguin had to say. Smoke nodded slightly, and smiled again. "A noble cause, a wise seeking. You have come to a land that can provide you the chance of all that. The Edge is home to a group called the Qian, and we are a family, if one made up of an unusual combination of individuals." Her smile turned wry, as if a little self-mocking. "A good healer is one who can both inflict a wound and fix it up, because the knowledge of both paths can make an individual effective at either, and both. There's no shame in being able to defend yourself." Then she chuckled. "And fate has led you to one who can grant you access to both a home and a career, without consulting another. But do you truly wish to join us?"
An ear tilted to follow Kahlua, tracing her progress as the painted mare stepped forward to help the grulla in her tasks. A warm smile of quiet approval was cast toward the mare, for the Wild Rose appreciated the initiative that her fellow Edger displayed. A clever mare, to learn from watching and then step in and aid in what obviously needed to be done.
But then her attention was reverting back to the newcomer, listening attentively to what young Penguin had to say. Smoke nodded slightly, and smiled again. "A noble cause, a wise seeking. You have come to a land that can provide you the chance of all that. The Edge is home to a group called the Qian, and we are a family, if one made up of an unusual combination of individuals." Her smile turned wry, as if a little self-mocking. "A good healer is one who can both inflict a wound and fix it up, because the knowledge of both paths can make an individual effective at either, and both. There's no shame in being able to defend yourself." Then she chuckled. "And fate has led you to one who can grant you access to both a home and a career, without consulting another. But do you truly wish to join us?"
