I have two eager travellers it seemed and my venture into courteous territory had yet to reveal what it had left me with. Perhaps a little show of goodwill wasn’t all that bad, it led them down the path to believe I was something I wasn’t, which was quite fine in my honest opinion. The less they know of me the less they can do to me later, though why I continue this charade I do not know, its not like I’m still out in the wild with my sorry excuse of a mother. In then end, maybe there was some truth in old habits die hard. Though I am quite interested to know why the stallion is so eager to follow me back, was he harbouring ill will to my kin or was he simply craving home comforts? Considering he was a party of one and not really carrying a distinct scent, I trusted he was the latter of my thoughts for now though I didn’t rest his case entirely. Full trust came with time and this one had some work to do before I could walk comfortably beside him. I offer a lopsided smile to the fiery filly that belonged to the orange land of the Wild Fire before I began to shift my cloven feet.

The road is a little longer on foot than by wing and I find myself wishing the brute had a pair of feathered appendages just so she didn’t have to walk the whole way back. Yet, I stifle the sigh that bubbled behind my lips and began to walk northerly in hopes the other two would follow. My lips remained sealed for a time before a question rose to them and I looked back to the spiky haired fellow "do you really come from nowhere?" I ask in amusement, knowing that he must come from somewhere, no one apart from the Gods just began to ‘exist’, surely. I left the question there and awaited his answer as I continued onwards, the trees slowly becoming thinner until they had almost gone and the rolling green opened up to them. By the time I arrived home dawn was almost upon us.

I search for the entrance where the rocky paths lead down into the veiled herd land and, upon spotting them; I motioned to my party to follow me down the well-worn road. My feet navigate the road well enough, I’ve walked down here enough to know how not to fall, but to my travellers they may find the uneven entrance a little harder to travel upon. I say nothing in my wickedness and leave them to find their own way down the path, doing was learning was it not? By the time I reached the bottom and walked out onto a clear bit of vibrant grass as the water crashed over rocks in the distance, I turned to my company and motioned to the vast expanse before them. "Welcome to the Hidden Falls" I had to project my voice a little louder than usual to be heard over the violent falling water.

With a short sigh I pause before going on, considering my next words with care and this time I directly address the young filly, Spice. "You may stay a day young one, after that you must leave or to remain any longer you will have to join my ranks." Indeed, my accommodating attitude was short and had limits, but it was the best I could manage. Any longer and there must be something in it for me.

I turn to Talion lastly and considered him a moment "I offer the same to you. Should you wish to remain this herd has many ranks within it, if you have a talent to pursue or an interest. Everyone here has a job and we all work in our own unique ways to care for our family."


@[Talion] & @[Spice]

"I’m sorry the world has offered you so little, but I hope my home gives you somewhere" I offered Talion in response to his answer. It was a sad thing to not belong, I knew that well enough and now I was, well, content to live by the crashing water and the rolling green. The other, the girl, was quiet and said little. Our journey was simple enough from there and lead all the way to the veiled land.

As my voice trailed off there was a new weight atop my rump, not heavy as such, but enough that it dragged my head to turn in sudden surprise. It was a dark raven that sat so naturally there, as if it was meant to be and I battle the need to try flick it off. It was only a bird after all, but my attention was enraptured as to why it had chosen to sit on me of all horses on this earth, surely there were better and more stable looking branches. That was when I noticed the slickness and the shine, a wet kind of pool forming below it and my eyes narrow in faint recognition. Where had I seen this substance before? Why wasn’t it alarming me? I try thinking back through memory, leafing through conversations until one strikes me as familiar and I look at this bird with a new kind of surprise. "Wait, you? No-" I doubt myself for a moment, my thoughts jumbling over one another and I wonder if perhaps I have gone mad. Delirious!

It moves and contorts, causing my feet to stumble backwards slightly as I frown at the strange dark concoction in front of me. Finally it settles on a form, a well-known form and I snort in disbelief. "It is you!" I exclaim, more as a conformation for myself than anything else as a feeling of relief floods through my body, I haven’t yet caught the family delirium. My expression was one that was half intrigued and half confused as to why this inky horse was here in front of me. Did he not go home with the spotted Pegasus, Rei? They seemed like a match made in heaven that even left my own indifferent self rather uncomfortable.

In a rush, I try settle my thoughts and turn away from Ink for a moment to regard the other two. Perhaps returning to the business I was conducting would help my current scatter brained state. "You tell me. Warrior? Spy? Medic? What are you good at apart from looking pretty?" I enquire, looking him up and down with consideration whilst I waited. I felt like I was running a boot camp session and these poor saps were my newest recruits.

Spice seemed to have noticed Ink and I watch the pair with interest, hearing the girl’s faltering words as my gaze flicks between her and his mischievous smile. I grimace, looking pointedly at the pool of black mess I hoped would disappear and then back to Ink with a firm, unfaltering stare "a nuisance". Still, I couldn’t keep my curiosity at bay, how did he know where to find me? Had he been following me all this "Does this mean you accept my offer?" I ask with unsure reservation. After all, their last meeting had been an odd one.