At the ocean's edge, the perlino mare's gaze wanders the length of the sandy beach. Her ears flick atop her chiseled head listening to the sound of the seagulls floating on the ocean breeze. She took notice of the mares that now wander through out the ridge, each of them unique in their own way. A small smile touches her pink lips, maybe this time around she would be able to make some friends, but knows deep down she wasn't good at it. Other mares didn't ever tend to flock to her side wanting to get to know her, it was mostly sidelong glances and hushed tones as the talked about her.

She shakes out her caramel mane, the tresses curling down around her delicate nape. A movement catches her eye, another horse on the beach. Curiously, she wanders closer. His scent floats on the breeze, as it reaches her, her ears instantly pin into her tresses. He reeked of the lagoon! She halts in her tracks. Who was he? Had he been sent here? Her thoughts flick to the dappled monster Fallo, if he wanted her he would have to come get her himself.

"Why are you here?" She calls out at the painted palomino stallion. She tries to look unafraid, but she knows that it is just a facade as she quakes on the inside. If he wanted to know where Zaida was, he would have pry the information from her.