Vermillion had never been to Helovia's Heart before - Would he find Solomon here? Drawn by his youthful optimism, Vermillion continued to scour every inch of Helovia, in search of his long-lost twin. It was unfathomable that Vermillion would have made it to Helovia, but that Solomon would not have. He had seen plenty of horses here, so it wasn't simply that Solomon did not possess a horn - and even though he didn't, he was still a hybrid. There was unicorn blood in his veins. Flicking his leonine tail, the small dusty palomino hybrid walked through the rocky terrain, green gaze ever searching for his brother.

Ahead, he spied a pegasus who unsurprisingly, was taller than He. Vermillion picked up a swift trot, bring him quickly towards her, his question almost spilling off of his lips as he neared: "Do you know Solomon?" Since arriving in Helovia, Vermillion hadn't ever bothered to begin a conversation with a Hello I'm Vermillion. - He simply skipped right to the crux of his plight, Have you seen my brother?. Halting, he looked at the mare with expectant, excited eyes. Each time he met someone new, or ventured into a new area, his heart sang, telling him that today, that his Helovian, would know of Solomon. Vermillion's youthful naivety protected him from feeling frightened of Svetlana, who currently looked like some sort of amethyst fire had taken residence within her, shining a weird shadowy light over her pelt.

No...No i'm sorry.

Vermillion sighed, though it was not such a sad sigh. He had come to expect this answer from everyone he met. Besides, it was not their fault that they hadn't ever encountered his twin, why burden them with his grief? His leonine tail lowered, it's furry base tapping around his hooves as if to the beat of some muted melody. Tilting his head, he looked at Svetlana now, as she introduced herself. His green gaze took in her features with an objective appreciation. Vermillion had never experienced the rush of budding love, or any physical desires towards another mare, but nevertheless even in youth youth he could appreciate the Stormchaser's striking colouring. She stood taller than he, but that was no great surprise. Most were taller than Vermillion, who at 14.3 and slender, looked even more youthful than he truly was.

"Pleased to meet you, Svetlana." He returned politely, nodding his head greeting. "My name is Vermillion." He looked around at the harsh landscape that they found themselves in. With a wondering look of concern, his gaze returned to her. "What brings you here? Have you lost someone as well?" He regarded her with a patient, kind look. Although life had been hard on the uniquine, he was ever conscientious of those around him. It suddenly dawned on him that he really should have gotten the names of the others he had bombarded with questions of Solomon - what if one day, someone asked him if he knew of a so-and-so, and although he did, he hadn't bothered to remember their name? Guilt overwhelmed his little mind at the thought of failing to help another in his situation. He must remember their names! All of their names!

There was...Torasin, who had a dragon. What was its name? K-k...Kila? Kita? And Ktulu, she with a bear. There was Tor, who was overwhelming large in his minds eye, Zamoro, the Doctor d'Art and his daughter. Was there anyone else ? Yes; of course there was. Svetlana. He would remember their names always, burning them into his mind.

[OOC: Ack. Sorry, I forgot about this thread. :c]