The copper hued mare had been wandering aimlessly in these lands- or so it seemed. She had yet to actually meet others in the Unbound, aside from Ashamin and Seanan- though she remembered seeing multiple at the little get together she stumbled onto after following the stallion who brought her here. In fact, it had been this very meadow where the meeting had been held. More of a thrashing, in her opinion. A chuckle evaporated from her lips at the thought. Recently, she had met with Ashamin, the leader of the Unbound- she believed they had some what got along. At least he would be able to offer good teaching in the crusade arena for her. That was something she looked forward too.

Masked face was lowered to the ground as incisors ripped tiny springs of dried grass to fill her belly. Did we mention how dry the grass was? Tallsun was killing everything. The heat was unbearable, in fact, at this very moment, sweat clung to her neck and flanks. How often she had contemplated ridding her neck of the thick dreads that stuck to her skin. It was disgusting. She hated the feeling of wet hair clinging to her. She hated to sweat. She had been wandering around Threshold for awhile now in search of new recruits, but it seemed slim today- possibly the heat. So she took a moment to graze for a bit.

A bit of a crashing noise caught her attention, and she erected her dial immediately. Ice orbs intent on the direction the noise came from. Finally, something interesting. Muscles rolled beneath a tight orange pelt and locomotion began to propel her forward. Her audits remained pricked, her eyes searching. As she approached a small, closely knit bunch of trees she could her the faint sound of grass ripping. Ducking beneath low branches, she pulled up in the middle of the trees near the other horse, being sure to keep a fair distance, but close enough she could hear her speak. The mare was silvery with a large span of wings- quite the site. And the picture of Chaska, Rhea, and Gemini popped into her mind. This lass would probably fit in well with them.

Once the other mare took note of her presence, she gave a slight dip of her masked face. Trying ever so much to be polite-- which was not her strong suit. Hello, I'm Paradox. Her introduction was short, but coated with honey tones. Her eyes searched the mare for reaction. New here? She finished as thicked dreaded tail knocking pests from her hocks. She had yet to make a recruit, she needed to do something purposeful to make herself useful for the Unbound.