The young stallion appears to spook in response to the Phantom’s approach and her careful, murky gaze lingers warily on him before moving to the silver female. She, however, is quite amiable toward Solanine, all smiles and childish naiveté. It is hard for the little shadow to think ill of the young woman but she is not awarded any more than somber affirmation. After all, the Phantom is not one for idle conversation… Clearly she is a novice when it comes to engaging potential Basin pledges.

Moving closer to the pair in question, Solanine settles within the wide gap separating her and the two strangers. They are something of an awkward triangle, intent on feeling one another out and testing the waters of friendship, if one could even call it such. Solanine tilts her ear to the stallion when he speaks, his uneven tone making his statement all the more true. She couldn’t understand what there was to be confused about… Obviously he had stumbled upon a foreign land, her Helovia, and somehow he was surprised to find it inhabited?

Had he not noticed the stale fragrance of life wafting through the trees? Had he not noticed the ruts in the path where many others of his kind had worn through the topsoil?

As Solanine debates the many ways one could possibly be deceived by Helovia, she is momentarily distracted by the thick, grey mare as she relates from which land she hails. The Hidden Falls had not come to aid Solanine upon her arrival in the Threshold, but then again… she doubted her sister from the Falls here would find a true friend in the Phantom. Ophelia had been more convincing and so had her imagined life in the Basin… There were a variety of creatures existing all around her, all from various walks of life, so she didn’t see why this stallion wouldn’t fit right in.

Since Cashmere had taken most of her allotted time to offer the nameless man a home, Solanine felt it was in her own right to do the same. However, she had a much more precise way of going about things, as per her nature. “Yes, Helovia,” she maintained after a short pause to allow the stallion to interject between the two mares. “I come from the illustrious Aurora Basin. However if you must know, Helovia is made up of more than our two families,” Solanine asserted. Had she really called them family… she nearly spit from the foul taste swelling in her mouth from the word. But an act was an act and nothing more.

“You see, I am quite new to the lands as well. But from what I’m told there exists a World’s Edge and a Dragon’s Throat as well. But you don’t see one of their members here… so here we are at a crossroad, unless you’re fond of the nomadic path you’ve come from. I’d be more than happy to escort you to the Basin with me. We have the most elegant Lady…” she revealed with a smile. “I think you’ll enjoy it there as much as I do,” she finished on a sigh. Solanine was such a dreamer sometimes and with her thoughts filled with Ophelia, she was suddenly feeling… generous?

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