Stone colored orbs looked to the land around him. There was a black frozen feel to the earth around him. The mountain's towered above him like they were reaching to keep everything out, or everything in the Basin. The frozen world is what he called home, and he hoped that would never change. His cracked hooves floated over the icy and snow like a ghost. He was a shadow in the Basin that stayed away from the excitement. He lingered in the rocks and the depths of the cave, only to come out when he thought it was needed. There was a lot of trouble someone can get themselves in if your not careful. It was very easy to get tied up in the drama of others, but he was a soul that was careful of that.

He let his mind wonder as he walked through the icy land. Soon he found himself at the entrance of the Basin. His eyes looked over the wonders of the large metal machines that were suppose to protect the Basin. They were a hunk of junk now. The machines were crumbling and falling to pieces before his eyes. There is no way these things would protect the Basin in any way shape or from. He shook his heavily crowned skull and continued. His onyx ears picked up the tones of a male voice, someone he had not heard in a long time. He then heard the melodic tones of their very own healer. Lena spoke, but she was to far away to hear what the sweet mare was saying. The dark shadow walked closer to the sounds of the equines. When he crept from around the rock he saw the sweet bay mare, and then that white stag he had met in the threshold seasons ago. He came up to the two standing there. His muscled onyx body stood still. The powered icy flakes scratched at his body with the cold bitter wind. "Have not seen you in a long time Mauja. Odd to see you hovering around the Basin. Is there something you seek?"" His deep Latin voice roared from his large chest. He looked to the brown sugar mare and dipped his head "Wonderful to see you again Lena, you look radiant and lovely like always."" The deep tones hummed from his mouth with the compliment.

His ears flicked forward as the black stallion stood wondering why he was here. The last time he encountered the white stag he seemed arrogant and full of his own shit, but now there was something different about him. His stature seemed more humbled and his body looked like he was yearning for a spot to fill his frozen beating heart. Nox watched his every movement, with dark, cold gray eyes. His ghostly body stood out against the cold winter land of the Basin Mountains. His Demonic crown turned to look at Lena wondering why she showed up to greet this frozen stallion. Did he call for her to come, or were there other motives for him being here. Nox did not know very much about this stallion, so he stood quietly next to the song bird waiting for the responses of both unicorns.  

"Talking here""

@Lena  @Mauju