Reyla's tale begins in lands far from Beqanna, an environment a fair number of residents here wouldn't imagine existed. Brought up by a loving dam among a small herd that was kept from the wilds by trees stacked on top of one another, she always longed to head out into the wilds and perhaps meet the herd her sire runs with. The filly was highly prized her entire life in her old land, by stallions and other strange creatures alike. Her dam explained it was due to her coloring, for Reyla had one even rarer than her. Reyla's dam was always worried that another would come and take Reyla from her once she was old enough, but they ended up staying together until Reyla was four. During her foal hood, Reyla grew up with many friends in the foals that lived behind the trees. Some of the mares, standoffish as they were for the foal's unusual coloring, did not hinder her from playing with their own foals. However, Reyla could sense their distrustful eyes when they thought she wasn't looking. She began to develop negative feelings for her own well-being, wondering why others either hated her or were jealous of her. She maintains that distrust to this day. At some point, in her first six months, Reyla suffered a rattlesnake's bite, which left her very ill for quite some time. Reyla would prove to be an excellent sister, for her dam welcomed two more foals in the next years, a colt and a filly. Neither turned out the same coloring as Reyla, which grew into jealousy for her sister especially since the younger couldn't get the attention of the stallions and colts. Handled gently by the creatures that cared for their herd, Reyla's first years of life were peaceful. At times, it was tough, for Reyla had a purpose at her old home, but it gave her pride, knowing she could help. What she didn't knowing, one day, was that, when she returned home from helping the creatures, her dam would no longer be there. To this day, not knowing what happened, Reyla entered a depressive state, for her brother and dam were both gone. This left her at the mercy of her herd, for her younger sister would relentlessly tease her for her strange coloring. She eventually got more members of the herd to join in, and it got to the point where Reyla would jump the trees just to go back to the place at night she was always put in to shelter her from the wind. Roughly a month after her dam was taken away, Reyla herself was moved by the creatures and put on a collection of trees joined together so that they could float on the water. On her way to lands unknown, Reyla's hope returned, thinking she would now have a better life. Unfortunately, during the middle of their journey, a storm hit, and Reyla was left the only survivor. Reyla washed up on the shores of Beqanna following the storm, injured, but alive. She made her way to the Field in search of water and food and a place for shelter until she can figure out where she is.