As you approach this new, slightly larger group, Chikhann lowers his head in respect, "O'er yonder," says he, "Is a very respectable group of C'banae. There's Lady Grey and Northern Lights, now... both Warriors bearing scars of the Silver War... It was a very long war, you see, for even after the leaders were defeated, many bands of cruel men and other soldiers marched on, pressing back all that was good."

This wise old pair approaches with kind smiles on both their faces. The stallion's smile, in particular, seems well amused.

"There's no need to bow, you know, Chikhann, I know you'd've made as great a warrior as any," he says, lowering his own head to smile amusedly at the other, much younger stallion, "Besides, you've only gotten here just on time! I was about to leave, you know... there's much to attend to at home in Unyko's realm.

"I only wish," he continues, nuzzling his mate fondly, "I could stay much longer with the most beautiful Lady Grey."

Lady Grey leans into him affectionately, then watches longingly as he makes a portal from his broken horn. He glances back just as longingly, and vanishes into the portal, which promptly shuts behind him. Her eyes linger for a moment longer on the spot where her husband vanished.