The dappled bay mare trotted lightly along the beach, kicking up sand as she went. Her black mane was whipped back by the wind, and the light blue blossoms woven into it threatened to blow away in the sea breeze. They held their spots, though, and the dark unicorn stopped walking at the sound of a horse's whinny. Her tasseled tail flicked curiously. The mare's gaze ran along the distant shoreline, and stopped on another unicorn. This was no ordinary unicorn, though; multiple horns sat upon her head. The mare's violet eyes widened. I bet Psyche would just love to meet you! she thought in disgust- an unusual feeling for her- while remembering the racist unicorn she'd only recently met.

Lumina broke into a gallop, racing across the sand towards the other unicorn. While she was running, the mysterious unicorn began stampeding through the rushing waters. Lumina kept running steadily, though it was difficult to dash in the soft sand. She altered her course slightly, until her hooves pounded on harder sand, recently touched by ocean water.

Lumina was almost close enough to call out, but the unicorn suddenly tore off down the beach. Really?! Come back! Lumina cried in her head. She put on a burst of speed, determined to reach the mare. "Hey!" she whinnied loudly. "Wait!"

Lumina skidded to a stop next to the mysterious mare. Her gaze was still locked on the six horns protruding from the other unicorn's head. "Hi there. You called for me?" Lumina dipped her head in greeting. Suddenly, she was dumbstruck. Why had she chased down this unique mare? Out of curiosity, perhaps? Curious about her many horns, or why she had been galloping through the ocean like a maniac? Or maybe Lumina was lonely. She had been accepted into Dragon's Throat, but she hadn't talked to Breeze since. Her more recent acquaintance, Psyche, had not been an enjoyable dame to spend time with. Lumina clenched her jaw at the mere thought of it; how could one species be better than another? Be it a horn or wings or nothing at all on one's body, the heart was what really mattered. Unicorns could be cruel and evil. Breeze was a perfect example of the opposite; he was a pegasus, but Lumina considered him a friend. He was kind and charming, not at all like Pysche made winged horses out to be.

That, however, was beside the point. Lumina withdrew from her thoughts and focused on her current situation and original question. She repeated it in her head: Why had she chased down this unicorn? Lumina ran her gaze across the elegant roan's coat. Various scrapes covered her muscled side, and they looked rather fresh.

Lumina looked at the red-and-white mare in the eyes. "Greetings," she began coolly, "I am Lumina. I noticed you having a bit of a..." She raked through her vocabulary for a fitting word. "A bit of an outburst. I suppose my own curiosity led me to ask if anything in particular was wrong. Now I can see that your side is scraped. I know it's really not my place to ask, but how did that happen? Did another horse attack you? Oh, and that's quite a cluster of horns you have. They're very interesting."

Lumina silently listened as the mare introduced herself. "It's nice to meet you, Sorcha. A bear, eh? I must say, I've never come across one. And my, oh my! Stallions these days! That's horrible." Lumina flared her nostrils. Even though she had used a horse as an example, she had expected the answer to be... Well, certainly not that! What kind of horse would attack another? For a peaceful, naive mare such as herself, such things were considered very wrong. Then Lumina remembered her horns. "Interesting. They definitely make you stand out. I'm afraid I'm just a boring, typical unicorn." She chuckled softly to herself.

Lumina considered the mare's words once more. A bit defensive, as if she didn't want Lumina to think any bear could walk up to her and deliver an array of scratches. She glanced at Sorcha and waited for a reply.