Chianti had heard Xina's call but took her time getting back to where the herd was. Yes, she had wandered off again but it was simply her nature and she knew Olaf didn't mind just as long as she didn't stray too far and always came back. She moves through the familiar path in the trees, the ground a little worn down from her many travels already. After a while she comes upon the small group already gathered.

She keeps to the edges of the group, head low as she looks toward the roan mare who had summoned them and then her eyes look towards Olaf with a brief smile gracing her pale lips before her eyes move over the other forms standing around, none familiar to her but Chianti had never been one for meeting and making friends.