She almost regrets to leave him, but Mephisto knows that with her new mantle of responsibility came, well… the responsibility.  She was needed at the barracks, to look over the training of new recruits.  She was needed to scour their borders, ensuring they were safe in the morning, and in the evening.  There was much which came with the task of becoming Terrestella’s Warden, but just as his musings gave Atlas purpose, the weight of her new duty gave Mephisto hers.  No longer was she blessed to wander at will, instead finding ways to bring security to their kingdom.  But it was that security which would allow the rest of them freedom.  Plus, it gave her time to focus on something other than the magic, which twisted and turned in her blood.

“I am pleased to hear it,” she nods to the final landing place of his thoughts.  ”We will be lucky to have another strong healer in our ranks, and I am certain Elena will be pleased to teach you all she can.”  She turns toward the sun, setting lower in the west.  It is a time which generally draws her to the cliffs, for the Pegasus loves nothing more than to watch the glow of gold and red against the crashing sea.  “Go, find your stars… I hope they bring you peace and wonder.  They always have me – for the stars remind me that we are but a small piece of the universe… and in a strange way, the inconsequential nature of our lives makes problems I face seem smaller and less important.”  

Her smile is kind, as she mentally categorizes Atlas as a new friend, and her laugh is warm as he queries what she will do next.  “Not a secret, though not terribly interesting I’m afraid.  After sunset, I make my rounds… for I am always called upon to watch this land, to ensure that all is right and calm among us.”

With that, she stretches her wings wide, ruffling her feathers as she prepares to take flight over Terrestella once more.  Looking back, she nods to Atlas.   “Come and find me, when you return… I look forward to hearing of your travels, and of your conversation with Elena.”  And she does not wait for an answer, rising to the heavens in a flurry of dark wings, as she makes her way back toward the sea cliffs with the sun at her back.