The painted maiden had come to a conclusion; she was to softhearted for the Dunes. The land and climate would prove to be a challenge for her, as well as the occupants that lived here as well. Some of the other mares were Olaf's, while the rest belonged to the other stallion she had only seen from a distance. All looked much more suited for this life; tougher, in her opinion. Compared to them she felt as fragile as a foal.

So Chi decided to keep her distance from everyone, except Olaf, to prevent any sort of disasters. She had hoped to remain undetected and out of sight of everyone until a mare's call came ringing out not once, but twice. A call for everyone to come, something Chi dreaded. She can't ignore it though and begins heading in the direction it came from. Having stayed around the edges of the oasis it took her a while to reach the spotted mare and the others that had already gathered. Chi doesn't make a move to greet any of them, choosing to stay a few paces behind where the stallion and the dark girl stood, hoping to keep out of sight; which was slightly hard in a way given her pregnant state.

Her body was tense as she lowers her head in a submissive manner, ears slightly back to show her displeasure of being here. Her mismatched eyes stare hard at the sandy ground below as she waits to know why it was everyone was being summoned.