The journey to the deep forest from the Threshold was quick and painless. This killer was left alone to her thoughts, just the way she liked it. Her blue eyes opened to a new day, she had come to call this forest home. Here she was safe, warm and well cared for. By now, the cold one was used to living alone, she was tough and very capable of taking care of herself. She did not get lonely, in fact if one strode with confidence and their own thoughts they were never alone. Eris had found that she was great company for herself. She understood herself perfectly while others did not. So while many would think of her lonely and looney, but Eris was quite happy. As she walked now, a smile accompanied her. With no path chosen, she simply crashed through the undergrowth. She did not care if anyone heard her, after all, she was a killer. The pages of her life where redder than the blood that she had spilt. She hid her history and future under the confident smile that she wore though. Strong, cruel, vicious and bitter, would be how she would describe herself to a stranger. Danger was obvious. That just poured off of her.

She had always stuck to the idea of having her own group of crazy souls though. The idea had been with her ever since her father had mentioned it to her one night. It would just be a group that understood each other Eris. You are like me, we are not normal. That's a good thing my little lion, but others will never understand you, unless they are as crazy as you. The killer still missed her father, the one that had made her a fighter, warrior and protector. She would share this knowledge with the group, together they would find land, and live together. They would be peaceful and stable...well maybe not peaceful. The lion loved discord far to much to ever be peaceful. She was forever wondering off to places, looking for lives to destroy, things to ruin and other things. The one good thing about Eris' evilness was that it was never pointless. So when the little girl landed a few meters in front of her, the creator of discord grinned at the opportunity to gather Intel and ruin a few soul's days. She just watched for a moment assessing the filly's mental and psychical state. The little bird seemed fine psychically however mentally...well she was acting sad. With a roll of her blue eyes, Eris sighed before she actually began to move again.

She still looked over the fair little dove, bright eyes sparkling with the evilness that had been with her since the day she was born. A malice like smirk settled on her lips and her body moved now with purpose. She did not feel like fighting today, her mind was not right. The plots and plans where scrambled and in battle her thoughts would be worthless. She walked up to the filly, with a compassionate facial expression. She did not know why, but this little one interested her. The weakness she showed did not impress Eris though. She did see the side of a fighter though. Surely someone so young had to battle to get away from their mother. Her own mother had been a nightmare, someone she pretended didn't exist. She approached from behind, watching the pegasus. "Such a pretty wee dove." She laughed, it was not a warm laugh. It was cold heartless and careless. Behind her, her hair dragged along the ground. Dirty, spilt ended, twigs, leaves and god knows what else was tangled in the mess. Her coat was covered in scars, and was only slightly better from her hair. It was about time that she chopped it off.

Smelling the crying dove now, Eris knew exactly what she could use the filly for.

She looked over the child, sniffed at her shoulder and then stood back to study the weak little thing before her. It would be so easy to crush her beneath her hooves. In an instant her life would be gone. Lights out. A satisfied smile now danced over Eris' lips. While the crazy light lit up in her eyes, the flame of battle had come to life. However she did not wish to kill this one, that would spoil her good mood. She was silent again as she studied her coat, there were no psychical scars so to speak of, however Eris believed that there might be scars under the coat. What was this little dove doing out here all alone? "Stop with the theatrics." tutted Eris in a stone cold voice. She had no time to waste with crying birds, but she did need a new apprentice. Someone to accompany her on her crazy schemes, the filly's fighting spirit called out to her. She wondered where the baby's mother was, why she had let her lamb run so far from the flock without even chasing her. Clearly this little being would not survive long out here before another came along and try to claim her. Eris would not let that happen, she wanted the little thing for herself. A single chuckle at the joy of finding a new thing to entertain herself with. Maybe, just maybe she would prove herself to be more than that though.

Her wicked body moved closer to the filly, her eyes remained staring at the filly's face. "Today's your lucky day my little dove." Eris' tone was bored. She now removed her eyes from the filly and strolled around their little opening, as if interested in the nature. The she paused by a bush and turned back to the filly abruptly. "I'm going to let you live." She sighed as if it was such a large hassle to grant the filly this gift. She turned back to the forest, she was curious as to why this filly had interested her so much. "But first there is just one little thing you have to do for me." She still spoke it the bored tone. Then she stopped speaking and giggled slightly. Blue eyes came back to rest on the bird. "No two things, first stop being so emotional." A roll of her crystal blue eyes. Eris could barely stand those with emotion. Then she flipped her mane over her shoulder and sniffed at the filly again. The smell of the herd still reeked from the little dove. "Tell me about your home, what is it like?" She had no interest in living there of course. She knew nothing about the herds and if her group needed to find a home, Eris needed to start gathering information now. The weakest sounding herd would be the one loosing their home to the group. It was unfortunate.

But Eris' world had no room for weakness.

[[OOC: Goodness gracious I waffled on with her, sorry about that. ]]