This is not the first time she has seen Tinuvel frozen over, but it was the first time she has seen the Inlet. Many stories has been told about this place as she would lay next to her mother as a young foal. Never did she think she would one day claim it as her own, but here she was. The Inlet was hers. As her soft nose lightly touches the snow coveted grass she wonders just how much of her family's blood rests in the soil below. Mixed deep in the soil with the blood of the herds before and the herds after her family started their legacy here. She wonders what this place must have been like when Warsaw raised her mother here.

A new scent on the wind brings her head up quickly. Auburn eyes scan the surrounding area, but she doesn't see any one nearby. Her ears stand straight as she listens for the sound of approaching hooves. With Devi further in the territory with Arneis, Parvati decides to move forward to investigate the stranger. The scent of the male was not a familiar one which made her both excited and nervous. The mixture of emotions causes her stomach to begin to feel upset as she walks towards the ocean. That is...until she lays her eyes on the handsome specimen of stallion making his way into her home.

Parvati calls out to him as her walk quickly turns into a trot. She slows only when she gets closer, stopping just steps from the stallion. "Hello handsome! What bring you to the Inlet today?" A large smile spreads across her lips as she greets the grey stallion in a loud voice. Something about him sends a sudden chill down her spine as her eyes trail the length of his body. The shade of his coat reminds her of the stories mother once told of Warsaw. How he was grey and strong, but mean. Did grey horses just seek out the Inlet's cold? Would he be mean like her deceased relative?