Despite having been here for the turn of almost two seasons now, the new lead of the Forest hadn't had the best luck with filling his land. There were a few strangers who wandered in and, as long as they were respectful, he had no qualms with their staying. He had already lost his heart to a mare, Carpathia, that he had found in the Commons, perhaps ruining forever the chance to be allies with the only king on the islands over her. But she was worth it, and he would make the same decision over and over again if he ever had the chance to go back to that moment. Warmth spread through his chest as he thought of her, although... It had been a while since he had been with her. As he was about to turn around to go and find her, the scent of a new stallion filled his nostrils, and he stopped in his tracks. Another stranger? Auds flicked back and forth; it seemed as if his land was popular, and he briefly wondered about who used to rule here before. They must have made an impression with so many pushing the boundaries of his domain.

He followed the odor to the northern line where he knew the trees melted away to allow an open prairie. He assumed it was a member from the northern section of the island, but, perhaps it was a newcomer to these lands who happened to wash up into the territories instead of the common grounds. Regardless, he would meet them. Whether it was someone looking for refuge, or somebody coming to challenge him, he had to make his presence known. While he refrained from any sort of violence if he could help it, he had been in many battles during his lifetime, most especially in his younger years. Many were taller than him, but he was thick and strong with muscle and bone. His thick neck could withstand many a blow and his own plate sized hooves had a broader range of damage than most, even those with the advantage of more height than himself. It was then that his champagne orbs saw the pale, spotted stallion stepping through his lands. With a reserved whicker, he picked up into a slow jog and made his way closer, stopping a respectful distance away as to not intimidate the other stud into a fight. "I am Rilke, the new lead of these lands. What brings you here...?" he let the sentence hang in the air, giving a chance for the stranger to introduce himself.