Despite autumn’s cold fingers wrapping themselves around the Lost Islands, Paradise had remained pleasantly temperate, much to Leopard’s pleasure upon her arrival to the island Atlantis. With a sopping wet coat, she raises her sickly buckskin frame from the saltwater of the channel and shakes herself off just as a dog would, her mane flinging to and fro with the motion until it took to sticking directly to her thin neck. Her nostrils flare in an attempt to smell anything passed the salty scent that has clung to her nose. Somewhere in the midst of saltwater and seabreeze, Leopard is able to pick up a familiar scent - the smallest hint of a grin finds its way across gray, cracked lips.

Rhaego had been pleasant enough to the buckskin during their two chance encounters, and she could sense that there was just enough sarcasm in the stallion to make him a little more than interesting. While not ready to fully commit to settling down after her months as a nomad, Leopard decided that Rhaego was probably her best bet at having a place to live for the time being, and so had started her brief journey to Paradise from the Commons when the rumors of Rhaego’s overtaking had begun to drift on the wind.

Fortunately for Leopard, her body has begun to fill out in the last few weeks, offering her reprieve from all of the time she had spent feeling sick. However, looking healthier also had its downsides for the anti-social mare, who had done much more denying offers as of late, instead of being able to slink undetected through the shadows.

Her black hooves sink in the warm sand, kicking up the particles as she pushes herself into a trot. It tickles at her legs and her barrel, but the feeling is forgotten when her amber eyes find Rhaego. He stands just away from the shore line, facing away from her. Continuing her pace until she reaches the stallion, Leopard snorts at him in greeting. She comes to a stop next to the buckskin stallion, ears flicking in his direction while her bright eyes rove the territory in front of her. “I didn’t think you had it in you to be so sneaky.”

Her raspy words are full of amusement but her facial expression remains flat. Silently, she appreciates the beach territory in front of her and the companion beside her.