Tonka’s ears flicked up as she started to talk. He paid attention to ever word that she said. She welcomed him, aslong as the foal that had come to join also. Why the hell would a foal want to join a group of Assassins? He supposed that he might be able to help her learn the art of fighting. In this band, he knew that they would be doing this a lot. Just the thought about that made him smile inside. It seemed as fight the thought of blood dripping from a wound that he had created was one of the only things that made him happy. The unicorn mare then began to speak about her plans. Plans meant fighting. Just what he wanted. He knew that fighting would be different here then it was in his old herd. In this new land, their were different equines, and unicorns, and pegasi and they might be harder to fight. That was one good thing about Tonka’s huge body. It was great for fighting every kind.
“I promise that I will help recruit members and help with fighting so that we can achieve your plans.” He replied to the black unicorn. His sliver flecked navy blue eyes turned to the filly. She sure was brave for coming here. Yet he had not one bit of respect for the tiny thing. Not unless he got to know her. He did not hate her either though. She was going to me a member and whether he liked it or not, he would have to put up with her. His large dark bay head turned back to his leader, his ears still shoved forward and ready to catch a word that she had to say.