The black mare is sharp. She radiates an aura of raw authority. It's becoming ever clearer, with each passing moment, that Gabbar is no longer the leader of these lands. This mare is. Indira heard rumors of progressive changes on the islands, but to see it in action, on her home island of Salem is... refreshing.

Indira doesn't even know this mare's name yet, but she likes her. Maybe Indira is looking for the big sister figure she never had, or maybe she's looking for something different to entertain her curious mind. Maybe it's both. Either way, she has no regrets about crossing the border into the Dunes today.

"Jaxon here just finished trying to raid the Desert. I was his target." Indira turns a hard gaze back to Jaxon. While this whole scenario has been irritating, there is a small part of Indira that's flattered. So many stallions have fought for possession of her over the last few months, so she must have something of value to offer. And while it would have been nice to have a chance reunite with her parents before finding new drama, the situation did satiate her unending hunger for adventure and excitement for at least a little while. "I thought Koray chased him off the island. Needless to say, I was a little surprised to find him here. I thought he was Gabbar at first."

Turning back to Valve, Indira speculates, "I'm guessing Gabbar doesn't live here anymore."

Finding the positive in any situation is the one trait the young Indira inherited from her mother. It didn't matter how dark the night, Arcana always found the stars.