Her sliver streaked eyes looked to the mare creeping out of the wood line. Her Teal eyes narrowed quickly as she lowered her head. She let the sights of this new creature process in her perfectly crowned head. This mare was very different than her self, she was not horned. Her face dripped with a white mask that looked like bone. Red eyes pierced through her perfectly golden pelt as she let her own teal and silver flecked ones pierce through the black mares. She may look like a royal, but this beauty pack a sing bigger then a man of war. She let her pin ear slip forward as she say a little black dragon slip beside the other mare. She was bonded like her self, she shared the same compassion for something like Rae did.

Tin snorted softly as his ornamental crow raised to the air letting his bright green eyes gaze at the dragon. 'dragon no good he snapped at Rae. Raeden pinned her ears sharply as the mare stepped closer. She was not going to be taken advantage of again. Not any more, a wild side flecked through her eyes. The opalescent horn glimmered with a sharp dagger like point as she lowered her crown once again. Tin stepped forward closer to the bonded pair. Then his gazed softened a bit as the mare spoke softly with an ease to her voice. Raeden perked her head up and her cream colored ears flew up at the sound of the other mare speaking. She said a simple hello, but it could have been worse. Hello her maw opened as the word flooded from them. It was soft and sweet, but it held a tang of fire twisted within it. With that simple word Rae continued on to speak with the other mare I am Raeden, this is Tin. This place is not normal... There is something odd in the air. Her royal crowned skull looked around to blood red falls and leaves surrounding them. The Falls rushed behind the two mares like a rage of emotions.

Her silver flecked orbs looked at the slightly larger mare. She wondered how this conversation would go, she was not much on other mares. This one could be different though, maybe. The demonic trees danced with dark illusive shadows. They skipped around them with the passing clouds over the blood moon. The dark canopy rustled with the whisper of the shadow from the moon. The ghostly breeze flooded the canopy floor picking up Raeden's shimmering white mane, to create the waves of the wind behind her. Her royal looks would put almost any mare to shame. She had a nasty attitude that contradicted her flawless appearance. She was never rude to a creature that was kind to her though, a bit snobby possibly, never rude. She looked over the dark mare wondering what more she had to say. Tin on the other hand was not to please he sat back watching. 'Not to be trusted.' was the only thing he had to say.

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@Nymeria