Looking up from her fascination at the black stallion's companion, Vertigo noticed a winged mare. She was two toned, much like the Draft, though her single horn was more attractive than Ve's antlered pair. She spoke of Kaos, a being that Vertigo knew absolutely nothing about. She was too new to Helovia and too young to know anything of their Gods and such. She snorted softly to herself and moved her gaze along, taking in the rest of their little herd.

Behind the winged female was a smaller mare, much smaller than her Draft form. She was pure white, save for her eyes and the markings around them. The young maiden felt the need to avoid eye contact, feeling intimidated by the other mare's appearance. Vertigo did have to admit that she was lovely, though it wasn't aloud and her sapphire gaze didn't rest on the pure mare for long. She too spoke of this Kaos, but again Vertigo paid them all little attention, for it was the last of them that really captured her attention.

She was a multi-horned maiden, though they were far from hideous. She was attractive in her own way, but again, the painted female remained silent. She hadn't spoken since she met up with them, not really feeling the need to. Ve had found them mid patrol, and being inexperienced, she wasn't quite sure how to insert herself. So quiet she was. Observing was more her suit anyways. Besides, she didn't mind taking in the sight of her herd mates.

She had come to the conclusion that the herd following the black stallion is a mix of beasts, some a little more...odd...than others. This trip for her has turned into more of an observant one, trying to get a chance to know her herd mates. Only when a multi-horned mare speaks of trouble brewing does Ve snap to attention. Her dark eyes look upwards at the circling fowl, tilting her head slightly. She hadn't even noticed them before....

The world around them was silent and, had it not been pointed out, the youngster most certainly wouldn't have noticed. At least, not until a loud, bellowing roar reached her ears. The hot breath of the beast made her squeal in fright, tripping over herself to get away. A claw or two found contact with her haunch, a burning pain bubbling to the surface along with her own blood. The Draft's sapphire eyes rolled with fear, hiding as best she could behind the rest of the herd.

She was useless here, had no idea what she was even doing. This was proof of that. Her heart beating wildly, Ve finally looked upon her attacker. A large bear, a beast she had never seen face to face before. Her body shakes, she might be larger than most, if not all, of the rest of them, but that certainly didn't mean anything to her in this moment. Nostrils flaring, Vertigo winced as blood dribbled down her leg, the burning intensifying. She could still walk, the wound not really deep enough to hinder her. More or less it was an annoyance.

“That's what you get for being so damn nosey.” She snorts to herself, still not quite sure what to do in this situation. Her fear was overriding her brain. No. She wasn't cut out for this soldier business. It was too risky, too dangerous. She was far from brave. Obviously. After all, she was hiding instead of fighting back. This revelation did nothing to strengthen her or allow her to fend for herself. Ve was silently hoping that someone, anyone, would tell her what to do. Wide eyed, she looked from bear to soldier, back and forth to each equine. What was she supposed to do!?

"Talk."