Being one of the only pegasi in the Grey, Phae felt particularly burdened by their choice of location - the Woods' thick canopy barred her from flight, and increased the sense of claustrophobia she felt as she moved deeper and deeper into the dark. However, she had come to know these woods so well, and was so confident that the other members of the Grey would instantaneously show up, should she need their aid, that she felt almost no fear here, anymore. As that feeling of confidence increased, her desire to protect their forest also increased, and the sooty palomino found herself using her spy-skills to her advantage more and more, as she watched those who entered into their woods.

Catching the scent of another along the dusty trails, Phae picked up a light and soft trot, easily moving her slender body through the maze of trees. Stella, her secretary bird companion flew gracefully beside her. It constantly amazed Phae how the little bird was already so adept when it came to flying. Up ahead, near the water, Phae saw what appeared to be a black stallion with green tipped wings. She was reminded once again, how seemingly common her own appearance was, in relation to the vibrant creatures of Helovia. As she neared, she could make out some blue on his body as well, and also what appeared to be symbols on his shoulder and eyes. Narrowing her sea-green gaze, Phae slowed to a walk, silently emerging from the trees.

Phae stood several inches smaller than the stallion, but she noted that they shared the same slender build - yet he appeared to be more narrow that she given that he appeared to be a thoroughbred. Or perhaps it was merely his height that made it appear that way? Her green gaze washed over him, once again taking in his odd colouring. Phae herself, was strikingly beautiful given her subdued colouring - her coat was sooty and golden, only marred by the odd bird-catcher spotting on her shoulders, and by her eyes - like beauty marks. Her creamy mane and tail cascaded in loose curls around her, as she stood watchfully observing.

"You have entered the woods of The Grey, sugar." She cooed, her voice diplomatic, but ever flirtatious. "Is it us you seek? Or are you simply passing through..?"