Tio.

He seemed so strange to Phae - it all began with his sickly green eyes. Eyes so almost neon green that they seemed to glow with a weird light of their own. While her own green eyes were sensual and enthralling, his were nauseating, and not unlike some horrid scene - awful, but you often find yourself unable to look away. However, as Phae led the way out of the threshold, she was sparred any more of his nuclear looks. But that wasn't the only thing strange about the stallion - he seemed to possess the ability to roller coasting through his emotions. One moment flirtatious, one moment furious, the next…manipulative? Yes. Phae surely thought he was manipulating her. Why else would he immediately try and bait her with the opportunity to be his lead whatever? Surely any mare who jumped so eagerly at the chance was either power hungry, or petty. In the first case, a mare who would climb the ladder that quickly without proving hereof, was likely not worth the time, and would probably depart for another opportunity just as quickly. And petty mares, who care about titles and leading were usually not qualified to do so in the first place.


Flicking her sandy tail, she stepped lightly, but with confident. She would have preferred taking to the skies, but that opportunity was not afforded to her, given that Tio was ground-bound. Stella, her sectretary-bird companion flew a few feet behind them, eyeing the stallion warily, untrustingly. She kept sending mental images to Phae, telling her to leave him. Phae returned these with soothing thoughts of calm, and patience. We will see what he knows… She thought soothingly to the little bird. Unconvinced, Stella chirped dismissively, and disappeared into the trees.

"So sugar, tell me more about this little herd you want to start." She asked, her voice flirtatious, but sounding genuinely interested. Did he have a land in mind that he planned on taking? Or a leader that he wanted to challenge? She considered his options: He could try and buy the Grey's aid, though being new to Helovia, she wasn't sure if he had anything to barter with. He could challenge a lead and simply assume leadership…however the herd could mutiny against him, if he couldn't prove to be a worthwhile leader. Or, he could create a band of his own, and invade.

Join the waves in the ocean?
Or let my soul fade away, in the dark?
Cause I've gone astray,
& all my flowers turned to dandelions.