Ghost has been a ball of activity recently. Her travels were frequent between the new Sky Island and the Hidden Falls, now she was completing yet another duty that fell to herd members, the ever tedious task of travelling to the claiming grounds of Helovia. The conversations here were often fraught with competition, horses competing against other horses to claim the poor, uninformed souls to bolster their numbers or to simply find more friends. A notion that was rather new to Ghost, ironic that it was the emotionless Seele that had pushed her to step outside her self containing shell, perhaps her Czarina should try the same. Maybe she would mention it the next time they meet. For now she concentrated on keeping her footing through the undergrowth of the Threshold forest. The banshee was more used to navigating the wild wind than the devious earth.

Minutes passed and the spy wondered if there was even anyone here. If not, perhaps she would head out, unfurl her wings and travel to the floating island once again. The prospects of what she might find captured and enthralled her being, Ghost lived for the shadows, she was a meddlesome mare who hated company, but loved sticking her nose in other horses business.

In the end, she wasn't alone in the dark woods. A giggle caught on her dark lobes and the sprite made her way through the undergrowth, ducking now and then to dodge a stray branch, until finally she found the warm coloured mare whom looked small in stature. "Hello" her eerily soft voice announced her arrival as she came to a gentle halt. "Can I help?"

[ooc; Welome to Helovia!! :) Don't forget to fill your profile out so I know how pretty Sky looks ;D]

Her eyes bored into the filly, watching her everywhere slight movement, every twitch and shift. The Sleuth's expression never altered as the subject of her interest moved back and even further back until her warm coloured behind slammed against an unsuspecting tree. Ghost began to wonder if she was going to be one of those equines, the ones that have never seen horns or wings, never mind one who had the whole caboodle. It was always interesting to watch how strangers responded. Some looked with not even a single bit of surprise, others back tracked and named her a monster, and then there were those who were either confused or frightened. She couldn't quite work out which one this little stippling was yet.

Words finally left her lips in the form of a mutter and Ghost grimaced. Perhaps then she should just leave the odd child to her wanderings, was there any point in trying to convince the youth to return home with her? Did they need another youngster to look after? Ghost didn't see the merit in it, but Seele's voice echoed in her mind and she stifled a sigh of disgust. There was only so much she could say and do after all.

The spy bared her scrutiny for a moment, mulling over her next words in silence as her tail swished in response to an annoying, freeloading fly. She considered trying to spook the girl into think this was a dangerous land and she shouldn't wander it alone. Though even then the banshee had to guiltily admit to herself that she would only say that for her own benefit. "What's your name?" She said instead, trying to capture the filly in conversation. Surely she would want to know of the land she had just backed herself into.

"My name is Ghost. I am from the Hidden Falls."
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Sky.

Was the name she offered in return. A simple, easy name to remember and one that, Ghost thought, fit her small appearance. Her ever unchanging dark eyes watched as she relaxed and moved away from the tree whilst the banshee inwardly congratulated herself for not simply walking away. At least they had gotten onto civil terms now. The spy waited for her to approach the conversation again and her gaze shifted in slight surprise when the little fawn mentioned being from here. She was a slight, tender yearling after all, did she not surely have family around here? Why had she left at such a young age? Ghost befuddled herself over it before finally answering the question the dun coloured Sky had asked earlier.

"It's slightly to the north of here, under the mountain, not too far away." She informed the girl with clear directions, nodding her head towards where she had just described. It was then that the Sleuth caught the smirk and she frowned disapprovingly, returning to the previous subject that had been bothering her ever active mind. "Do you not have a home to return to? You are only young after all, do you know where your dam is?" She asked with a cool voice.

Perhaps there was a tragic story to this and Ghost had now just stepped on a major land mine. Either way, the spy grew impatient and her cloven hooves began to shift. There were things to do and tasks to complete, yet here she was, drawn into the strangeness of this dainty filly. Maybe she would say yes, there was a homeland and they would part ways with a boring end to a brief chapter. So, she waited with as much patience as she could muster.
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