The shadows grew longer as the sun retreated and allowed the night it's temporary reign, casting hues of orange, red and yellows across the snowy landscape that soon turned to grassland as Descaro travelled to the Threshold. The well muscled Soldier was carrying the confidence of his last successful trip to the gateway into Helovia, but what could he say, he had a way with mares. Or so he rather arrogantly thought. Folds of thick, pitch coloured mane travelled down his toned neck and flickered often in the warm breeze. It seemed as Descaro travelled further south that the land became warmer, his coat maybe a little thicker than most who lived in a hotter climate but still rather thin in Tallsun's glare. Grassland turned to trees and once again the stud entered the Threshold on a recruitment mission.

For a short while it seemed the claiming area was completely barren of newcomers and with a exasperated sigh Descaro turned to return home, but not before catching the sight of a stallion. He watched curiously as the stud made his way through the forest and the Soldier decided to silently tag along, not having much else better to do and this stranger might be on to something. Trees passed and moments later the unknown unicorn, who bared striking resemblance to himself, came across an ebony mare who also bared the trademark horn of a unicorn. Her face as white as snow and the weapon that protruded grandly from her forehead was one of blue tones. Descaro waited and watched as the other stallion introduced himself as Tonka in a rather gruff, unfriendly way to the ears of the Soldier who scowled in disapproval and made his presence known by stepping out from his hiding place.

With genteel courtesy, Descaro proffered to both Tonka and the mare, welcoming his brethren as he should. "Such a harsh tone to a welcome visitor and fellow sister." His voice was friendly as he gently berated the younger stud on his tone. "You stand in the land known as Helovia and specifically in the Threshold where choices are made, beautiful princess. My name is Descaro and what may I call you?" With each word his eyes never left her, wondering silently what kind of mare she would be like. Even when dealing with his own kind, the Soldier couldn't be too welcoming in case he unintentionally allowed an enemy into their base. He wondered too where Tonka had come from, he smelt of Helovia and not from the outside world, yet he had no distinct scent of a herd land. An outcast? Interest spiked, Descaro awaited the two to play their own hand.

[ooc; skipping Tonka in adherence to the 48 hour rule. I don't want Éowyn to be forever stuck in the Threshold <3]
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At first Descaro only saw the antlers and wondered why on earth an elk or a deer was coming so close to a group of unknown horses. His momentary surprise was quickly replaced with a berating humour as it was a golden mare who carried such horns. Descaro often wondered how unicorns like that came about, did a horse lay with a deer at some point down the gene line or was it just spontaneous. He shrugged and dropped the subject from his mind, scolding himself for thinking such horrific thoughts. At least their group was not infested with wings and bare heads, the Soldier wouldn't have to fight with his prejudices through this introduction. She stood hands taller himself that made Descaro's macho feel uncomfortable, though her feather adorned hair crowned her quite the beauty to the eye. He smiled kindly to her warm voice and continued his charm offensive, extending a courteous bow to Avalon. "An honour to be in the presence of such beautiful company."

Slowly he turned his attention back to the task at hand, ears twitching to catch the sweet words of the new femme who named herself Éowyn. Descaro marvelled her bravery, taking in her new group of admirers with little hesitation. It gave him hope that she would thrive in a place like the Basin, protected by her kin and given the potential to grow and grow high in the ranks. In order for one to be accepted, however, one must see a council ranked member to be officially part of the herd. The Soldier knew his task well, he had brought home new recruits before and he waited silently for a few moments. Watching the dark stag who named himself Tonka before deeming it polite to speak before him, his suave voice attempting to capture the interest of Éowyn and tempt her to join the Basin.

"Many come here seeking a new home, I myself am a Soldier from the Aurora Basin. A land that is run completely by unicorns. We reside in the North under the lights of the aurora borealis and any of our kin is welcome amongst our ranks. There are of course other lands that I know little of, but you are welcome to be apart of our herd Éowyn." He said. Descaro spoke in warm, seducing tones that attempting to invite in those around him in a way that made them feel moderately safe in his presence. The stud said nothing more then, allowing the others to speak and Éowyn to make her decision.