Snow looked to Morrow, in slight concern of her minor representative, "You alright Morrow?" she asked, she couldn't go in there alone, especially with what she was about to propose to the summit.
Morrow looked at Snow. "I'm fine, just have a headache." Gently nudging Snow, she looked like she was about to smile, a standard look for her. "You'll be great."
Snow nodded in thanks, "Of course." her eyes turned forward again, towards the summit hall, an expression that made her look wise beyond her years on her face, "I know that my plan is for the best of all, but…will that even accept it?" a cold breeze swept past them, and Snow shivered, "I am getting really tired of this weather." she muttered as they trudged on through the bitting chill.
"Well, they have to be better than Chancellor Puddinghead." Morrow said, shivering slightly. "Would you like to go over your plan again?"
Snow nodded, then acted like she was speaking to the summit, voice slipping into that tone that had allowed her to turn the unicorn royalty and their small military into little more than puppets. "Ponies of the tribes, friends. I came with the betterment of all pony kind on my mind. No more shall we have the disasterous meeting of the past, here we shall make history. I propose that we come together as one, but not ruled by one as many of you are undoubtably used to. I came with the idea of a brand new way of governing, one in which we all have a say in things, where even the little guy has a say. Where we chose a collection of leaders from all three tribes, instead of self appointed power or inherited power. It can work, and it will work, if we work together." Snow cleared her throat and looked to Morrow to see what she thought of it.
Snow nodded before looking forward again, "Thanks. And the reason I'm such a trusted…assistant to the royalty is because, well, while their eyes are stuck on the past, mine are to the future." Snow looked back and winked deviously at Morrow, "It can be a very powerful tool if you learn to use it." she said with a sly smile before stopping as they got close to the summit building, "Alright, I want you to tuck this flower somewhere it can be easily seen, and I shall do the same." she said, levitating out a beautiful white flower that looked like what would happen if you mixed all the most beautiful flowers in the world together, "It is called the White Hope flower, it is exceedingly rare, but it will also help us."
Morrow nodded graciously. She tucked it into her mane. Her icy eyes widened at the Pegasus swooping into landing.
Snow placed a hoof on Morrow's shoulder, "Do not look frightened, do not look hateful, act as if the are no different from you and I, because it was that very attitude that lead the last meetings to collapse, and I have a feeling there won't be a fourth if we fail here." Snow told her as she tucked the White Hope into her own mane, feeling even from it's contact a clearer mind, more alert and awake, but she didn't take notice of it, she had been tending to her secret White Hope garden for longer than she could remember, part of a past that, if got out, could lead to her undoing.
"I understand." said Morrow quietly. "I just don't know if the other groups are as willing as we are to negotiate."
"so Adar are you ready, your lucky hurricane wasnt chosen as then you'll probably end up scared to death. Now let's go we have tribes to unite". Commander put on his military cape and lifted himself off the ground and flew off towards the hall. Adar by his side.
Iron looked at his commander and sighed "For the last time sir, you can call me Iron not Adar," Iron sighed knowing he will never call him Iron. He looked up at the summit and noticed thier was clouds as usual in his mane he had tried to get rid of them thorugh winds to rain but the cloud bits wont exit his hair. As the two were walking he saw that the commander put on his cape and flew off, Iron's wings spread out and he moved his goggles abit and flew off flying right beside the commander.
Sure that he had his needed papers and bottles, Hibiscus flung his saddlebag over him. It landed on him harshly, emitting a loud 'oof!' from Hibiscus. This thing is so much heavier than it used to be, he thought, annoyed. Perhaps I should bring less next time. It's too late to be changing stuff now. Sure he had everything with him, Hibiscus looked around him. Not a pony was in sight, which was a bad thing. "Jumpin' jackals, don't tell me I'm late!" He thought aloud before charging off towards the summit building. With his old age and heavy load, he didn't get very far before he ran out of breath. Slowing to a reasonable pace, Hibiscus trudged his way up.
Lilly came from inside of the summit building and saw Hibiscus. "Ah, there you are!" She raced down to assist him with his load. "Here I was looking for you, and the horizon was as far as I needed to see; let me help you with that." Getting up beside him she smiled and moved up to the summit at his side. "I've been trying to calculate a success or failure here, but there are a lot of new faces. I just hope the newer generations understand the hardships we bear a little more."
Morrow shook the snow out of her mane and sighed in the rare heat. She saw everypony around her, and blinked.
"Alright, I think we should get this started." Snow murmured to Morrow. As the last ponies filed into the summit building, Snow cleared her throat, "Excuse me everypony, I hope you won't find it too hard to let me speak first of the group." She said with a tone that she made sure was entirely the opposite of the usual, stereotypical, stuck-up unicorn attitude.
Morrow watched her leader at work, curious by the power she composed. "How does she do it?" she wondered
