The Thief moved, leaving behind the snowy cavern of her home in search of more to join. Faces had been leaving and suddenly she found herself in the middle of what was turning into a wasteland. But that surely wouldn’t do. She wouldn’t stand letting her home become nothing more than ghosts, gliding between each cave and passing by each other without so much as a hello. There needed to be more that shared her interest in the mountainous landscape similar to her homeland. So she turned her eyes to the Threshold, a place she was sure to find someone. A place she was sure even if it weren’t going to be a newcomer, she might get the chance to reconnect with a friendly face.

As the sun moved ahead in the sky, Rexanna moved along. Her polecat companion sitting snugly along her withers, clutching her dual toned mane in his tiny black paws as bright blue eyes danced around the familiar environment. He had become protective of her after everything that had happened. He wasn’t going to let his attention be drawn away from her surroundings any further. Where he lacked in eyesight, he made up for it with his nose and large fluffy ears. He was the one to alert her to people nearby. So he guided her, mentally pulling and tugging at her to show her where there was something of interest. She followed, happy to have some time to herself after just recently birthing twins.

Stepping closer, she could hear a voice asking something if they were new to Helovia. Rexanna’s creamy ears perked in curiosity as her gilded body slid closer into view. Her chains clinking across her brow as well as her body as she moved, her exotic striped face adorned with a golden horn was the first to appear out of the barrage of trees. Dipping her head to each of the creatures, she took note of the mare that had spoken first. She looked like a sunset, and she was vaguely familiar. Perhaps Rexanna could ask about it later. Marembo directed the Thief to the newcomer as a bright smile reached her lips as she dipped her head to the pegasus as well. She was shorter than the Thief, but built well. Her wings were also large and barred with an ebony that seemed to pull away from the overall greyish white the mare’s body was. But nevertheless, the two creatures Rexanna had encountered here today were very beautiful in their own strikingly opposite ways.

“Hello to you both! I’m Rexanna, from the Aurora Basin.” She began, shifting her weight slightly so Marembo could squeak his own hello. “Welcome to Helovia.” She smiled brightly once more, eyes shifting to the sunrise mare that seemed to have asked a question earlier. So the Thief waited, to see if this other mare was indeed new to Helovia.

“Talk!”