Caly knows with Autumn that theere will be changes here on Atlantis. The weather will change, the humid summer days would fade away to humid autumn days. She has only been here but a few days, and has yet to speak with the other ladies who reside here. She honestly does not know what to expect from them. Roug has mentioned that some of them were unhappy, and she wants to know why? She strides along the beach, her dark tail streams out behind her. A soft Autumn breeze blows against her with soft gusts, tossing her two toned mane away from her sleek curved neck.

She moves away from the beach, along a trail that leads into the inner most parts of Paradise. The path was well worn, hoofprints litter every step. She can feel anxiety begin to fill the pit of her stomach. The scent of others grows stronger with each stride. What would they be like?

She hasn't really been around anyone in so long. She has wandered and just been on her own. What would she say? She swallows hard as the others begin to take shape amongst the thick foliage. As she takes another step she finds herself coming from the trees into a quaint little clearing. Her bicolored eyes take in the horse that appear before her. They were all different. A smile touches her lips as she comes closer.