[ OOC: Descaro and Imi are currently on a hiatus, so we left him to do patrols at the Steppe for IC purposes. :3 Flordeperia first please and then others are more than welcome to come say hi. <3 ]

The steep mountain path, narrow from it's origin to it's end, now began to level out and ease the intensity of it's slope, the corporal taking a few bouncy steps in a trot to close the distance out. They had bid Descaro farewell at the Steppe, the steadfast corporal taking his leave to attend to his duties, leaving Illynx to decide how to go about introducing the new member to the Basin; a task she thoroughly enjoyed, really. Gracefully her body turned after she had made it far enough out from the path to the kingdom below that the new arrival could swallow all of the Basin with the turning of her head. It was something Illynx wanted every new member to see, the pure and untainted splendor that was the valley of unicorns, its serene lake with it's unbroken blue surface, the cave lingering along it's spine that housed the herds connection with the God of Time. Even the hot springs were beautiful, the noise of the rumbling water a distant laughter interspersed with the sounds of the several dozen unicorns who called the mountain clearing their home.

She surely hoped Flordeperia was clever enough to notice what each member had in common with the other; even her unusual charge, Destry, had a horn to place her here, despite the wings tainting what would have otherwise been a fine specimen. A short cry escaped her lips to inform others that there was a new face among them, and also that she was welcome; she may even be fortunate enough to have some investigate her arrival, giving Illynx all the more opportunities to polish her ego on the ears of others.

The golden marked mistress gave the sea-foam dipped unicorn a good pause in between their arrival into the clear view of all the beauty the mountain could offer in this endless, moonlit night, her voice breaking the silence only after she felt that Flordeperia had been given appropriate time to appreciate the splendor of all that lay before her. "This is home, if you chose to call it such," she stated, her eyes taking one last long look at the landscape spread out in front of her before turning her gaze to the deeply crimson mare, "and all the opportunities that such a word entails." Illynx paused to allow for the other mare to say something if she wished, but continued on after a short hesitation with a friendly smile stitched to her face, "I do not know you, though. Your heart. What does it desire?"

@[Flordeperia]