Evening began to take over from the harsh warmth of day, animals great and small slowly flittered their way home. The nocturnal stirred from slumber and prepared for the nights hunt. The trees rustled with a hint of a breeze, the darkness breaking upon the Deep Forest. This part of Helovia was unknown to the beacon that was Torasin. Well travelled already through Helovia's lands he was excited at the prospect of a new place to explore. But that would have to wait for later. His lobes picked up the call from Mirage, it was time to start gathering the members of The Qian band. Kiba followed Akaith's image and together with scent, sound and mind power the two found who they were looking for.

Many had already gathered already. The two pegasus mares from the Throat, Kri and Onni, Vikram stood like an immovable statue. Only, much more fearsome than stone. The little Aylin was in attendance with her mothers dragon, Tallis. However, the two that interested Torasin the most was Madryn and Maskan. They had the build of Mirage, the black depths of their fur was unmistakeable and they smelt interestingly of the Foothills. The paint had never met Mirage's brothers before, he wondered if Rishima would come too.

A loud, buoyant trill sounded from Kiba, who now rested keenly on his bonded's neck, to say his greetings to Tallis and Akaith. His bubbly, ever curious personality made Torasin snort in laughter. Creamy mane wound around dark claws. The stallion walked over to stand next to Vikram, his draconic presence was oddly comforting to him. The little brown bonded stared eyes agape at him, a many number of strange emotions being sent Torasin's way. The unseen ties that strung these mythical creatures together became too much for Kiba and so he leapt onto Vikram's back. He inspected the bronze scales of the giant stallion, every inch of his wings until the youthful dragon decided he was more dragon not horse. He trilled at him a many number of greetings before hopping back onto Tor's back, content to have satisfied his seemingly never ending curiosity.

Formalities over for the little brown Torasin turned his attention to Mirage, looking at her fondly. They may just be friends now, but he still cared for her dearly. He sighed in contentment and noted the group had attracted all the races from equine to unicorn and pegasus's to... Dragon horses and dragons. This would be interesting indeed.