Adelheid had swiftly lost patience with the gathering on the cliff. Not only had they grown to a number that she simply did not want to deal with, but they had all decided to cram onto a ledge that was actually rather small. Her ears flicked back against her skull and her teeth bared. There were so many ears on top of so many heads, and no one was bothering to use them.

Wasp, it seemed, had also had her fill of simply talking and exited with a hard look at the other two elected officials. Adelheid huffed and stomped her foot as if to say, ‘this was not entirely my fault.’ Rolling her eyes at almost nothing in particular she followed suit down the trail, really rathering to make her exit safely instead of risking more mares showing up and someone falling off the ledge. With a final glance back at Rade, her eyes narrowed, evaluating…

Whatever happened this time was not her fault. But whatever happened next could be.