a new world hangs outside the window
beautiful and strange
it must be I've fallen awake
I must be

Wasp blinked through her soaking eye lids to sharpen her vision on Rougaru's son. When the young stallion confirmed her suspicion was correct, a simper of a smile crossed her dark lips before fading away. She allowed her amber gaze to flit between the lanky stallion from Paradise to the two paints. One was much meeker than the other, but they all seemed like lost boys, young and unsure of what to do now that they were in the Peak.

Wasp snorted then, raising her head high over withers and stiffening in her appearance. Her dark ears flicked forward and back as Noctis continued to drone on about whoever they were talking about before she arrived. Her eyes narrowed into tight slits as he pawed at the earth. What a spoiled child he was. "Shut up." She finally barked at him - tired of his dribble. "You're annoying, which I assume is why your sire sent you away. Clearly the Lagoon hasn't taught you to grow up."

She flicked her tail over haunches then. "But that's about to change."

When he asks about Wasp's connection to his father, she tossed her head, sending her unkempt mane to lap along her thick neck. "Your father and I are acquainted." She spoke vaguely. "And I owe it to him to do what Cullen clearly couldn't - teach you some damn respect."

She eyed the others again then, before turning on her haunches to leave. "My name is Wasp." She offered in passing. "Welcome to the Peak."

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