Seiren slipped through the marsh swiftly, ears tipped forwards, fixated on the words spat from unknown voices which lurked in the distance. Determined, Seiren wanted to know who this was. Again, she was disrupted from loud and obnoxious voices. Didn’t these lunatics ever learn? A chuckle emerged from her throat as she made her way towards the crowd. Last time all she wanted was some peace and quiet, and a place to rest and she ended up joining a herd… What was she getting herself into? And why she would join a herd, she would never know, but for one thing Seiren knew that these members weren’t perfect. And neither was she. So she fit perfectly in with these Asylums because, she too, was a member, a Lune, and scarred with many sins and memories from the inside. And of course it was only for food and shelter, but also because Seele and Eris were persuasive. These Asylums were intriguing so of course Seiren cunningly agreed to join as their little puppet.

Even though she was new, the silver felt as though she would be able to serve her lesbian lovers to the best of her abilities. At least that is what she perceived that they were since she had never seen two female leaders before. But of course different was not always a bad thing. Different did not scare her, in fact, different infatuated her. This was another reason why she joined. They were enchanting, but they were not holding some leash on her, controlling who she talked to or where she went, like other herds, they seemed fair.

As her hooves pressed into the soft mud beneath her, she scrambled faster towards the sound. Blood thirsty and ready to pounce for prey, she slowed her pace to see who trespassed on the Asylums’ land. Dark orbs searched and found her targets. But unfortunately, only one was new blooded and it seemed as though Eris, a white stallion, and a brindled mare had already taken care of it. Eris of course was the leader, the white stallion spoke as Arlo, the general, and Histe was apparently a rabid bitch? Hah. That was a good one. Seiren did not fear this bitch, although she did not know if she was trust worthy. But why was she so… well bitchy? Seiren was soon to find out.

Incognito, Seiren stepped to greet the members, eyeing this new stallion who claimed to be Vulture. Apparently, it was also a pleasure to meet him. Arrogance, hm, she guessed Eris would be able to whip him into shape. But at the same time, it was quite funny. He thought that he was something special when really any one of us could come in for the kill at any second. Ah, such a naïve stallion this Vulture was. “So, if she’s a rabid bitch, then what am I?” Seiren teased with a smirk. Slowly, she stepped next to Vulture, examining him, with a smile. Then she nodded to Eris, Arlo, and Histe. “I’m Seiren, for those who do not know me.” Her words seemed friendly, but were actually quite the opposite. "And, you,” she looked towards Vulture curiously. “Why do you come to seek refuge here if you did not get the priority that you were looking for?” She asked in a casual voice; nothing demanding, nothing to quiet. However, she did feel a little intimidated by Histe. Seiren wanted to break the tension from Vulture and Histe because if she did not then surely this Histe, dog, would kill him without hesitation.


@[Vulture] @[Eris] @[Arlo] @[Histe]


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