Ever since she had come to the Basin things had been unusually quieter than she would have expected. Normally there was some type of activity going on within the herds but so far she had found nothing of particular interest. Much had transpired since her arrival here at the icy confines that she was growing to enjoy much more than she thought possible. From the moment she had encountered the lady known as Illynx and her adviser (that she could not remember his name) things had gone over rather smoothly. The longer she thought the more she was beginning to wonder how long her trial here would be before she might be considered an actual member of the herd. What would she have to do in order to prove her worth to those making such a decision as to her fate? Sighing softly she watched the frozen air swirl around from her breath thinking long and hard about ways she could prove she was worthy.

Few had shown themselves outside of the caverns that were rumoured to be hiding somewhere beneath the ice and snow. In her ventures she had yet to come across anyone expect for the lone unicorn she had ran into down by the hot springs. Where was everyone and why was it so difficult to find anyone in this place?

Voices startled the hybrid after only hearing the sound of her hooves crunching along through the ice and snow for the last number of hours. Lifting her crown she gazed around with bicoloured focals to find those belonging to the voices. The blackened stallion was easily spotted against the white canvas but it was his fellow comrade that took a moment to find for her coat was as rich as the snow itself. The only things discerning her from the rest of it was the brilliant crimson tassels adorning her long locks. Pausing a couple moments longer the lanky youngster that she had met earlier appeared from between the drifts to join this little gathering. Heeding Illynx's words of caution she took a breath before deciding to go see what was going on for herself. Who were these strangers? Both adults seemed to air on the side of importance but to what extent she knew not.

Approaching with caution the painted girl paused a few feet from the others before letting her presence become known. " Hello, my name is Rhea. I don't believe I've had the pleasure of making your acquaintances yet." She commented lightly with a submissive short bow of her head. Now let's hope that she did not manage to tick off someone and set forth the wrong impression. She was already against odds bearing the ghastly mutations her mother had burdened her with anything else might as well be the final nail in her coffin.