It was here were they had found so many members of they family. The Asylum lurked within the Marshlands of Helovia, there together they were bidding their time. Waiting until they were strong enough to take over a herd land. Already plans were in motion and the leaders were getting ready to start making battle plans. They still needed more troops though, the more the merrier after all. So the golden mistress wondered through the threshold hoping to find a lost soul that she could offer a home too. Of course, they were picky about who they accepted into the group. The group did not contain any with a 'normal' mind unless they were willing to be healers of the group. The members of this outcast group were all suffering from different issues, it was because of the group that Eris, for the first time ever, had found herself caring for another one other than herself. Skysong, oh how that little one had grown to become just like a deirfiúr to her. Deirfiúr - Daughter. The term her father lovingly caressed her with when she had please him.

Ahead she heard voices, so the killer turned her body and slowly approached those who stood in a clearing. She found Seele, no doubt in the middle of recruiting, trying to sell their group to someone. Slowly she approached the group, the words her sister spoke reached her with ease. "Sister." That was all she spoke as she entered the conversation. Bobbing her head in Seele's direction, Eris' antisocial behaviour came into play. Her position was on the stallion's side. She moved past him, shooting him a judging look.

Slipping past him, she moved to be by her sister's side instead of his. She did not feel the desire to speak anymore. More than that she was glad to have her sister's back. She would do all the talking, she would be able to whisper the words to captivate the mare and bring her home with them. This broken pink mare deserved a true home, somewhere where she would be accepted by everyone. In this family of theirs, her different mind would be celebrated and encouraged by the members.

Her sharp eyes were careful to study both the mare and the stag at the same time. Standing ever so slightly behind her horned sister Eris knew she had found the place where she belonged, leading the Asylum along side Seele. Had this other mare found her place yet?

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