For the first time ever she felt powerful. She never would have imagined this would be her life after leaving Tinuvel. The mare she was before coming to the Ridge was not the mare who stands here today shouting to the world. Her hooves meet the ground just as a voice snaps her out of her high. She stares at Tavas for a moment before answering, a smile on her face.

"Many things dear Tavas." She says with a toss of her head. "I have conqured my fears that took the form of one of Bjorn's mares. She chose to attack me and another member for getting close to Bjorn and then had a audacity to want to be lead mare." Ysabel snorts with disgust. "I could not allow a mare like that to be the one looking after us so I defeated her in battle."

She felt Bjorn would have to listen to her now and what a problem Nyimara was. He was too sucked into the succubus to realize how she was tearing apart his other relationships. The palomino rolls her eyes at the thought, but realizes her pony King would probably never give her up. They had some kind of bond. She prays Nyimara decides to change after this day and she hopes the silver haired mare is humbled by her loss of power.