Aldora had not found herself in Paradise long before Tyr had come, fighting to take her away. It was a surreal experience. She had heard about the dynamics of a herd and what life in one would be like, but she certainly had not been expecting it to happen when she had only just gotten settled. It was exciting in a strange way, like the whispers of an illustrious story. Certainly something Aldora had never expected herself to end up in the middle of.

The stallion is silent for a time, and Aldora does not break the emptiness between them. The fight had been exciting to watch but now that the adrenaline had subsided it was painfully obvious that Aldora was nothing more than a piece on a chess board. That is what being in a herd meant, she supposed. Truthfully, Aldora was simply happy to have a home, whether it was with Siren or with this stranger.

When he finally stops, Aldora almost runs directly into him, having been lost in her own thoughts. “My name is Tyr.” He offers his name and the pale mare finally looks up to meet his gaze. His eyes are as vibrant as the sea and land all around them, though her own pinch with anxiety and worry. "Aldora," it's not much, but even a single word is a step.

Tyr starts walking again and Aldora dutifully follows, occasionally looking at him from the corner of her eye. "Siren claimed me in the Commons," she says, before continuing, "She was kind to me, but...truthfully, I am of little consequence." She gives a small, if sad, smile. "I don't think my absence will be something that haunts her, if that was your intention." After all, she had not known Siren very long. Their first interaction had been pleasant, but that had truly been the extent of it. Aldora, ever-worrying, only hoped Tyr would not be angered or upset by the revelation. Aldora still wasn't sure who she was, and she certainly didn't know who Tyr was. Not yet, anyway.