She was not new to beqanna, she was born in these lands. Raised in her fathers hers lands with her countless siblings. He was murdered, her mother was murdered, she had no need to stay in beqanna. She quickly left after her fathers death but she finds herself in the familiar lands. The kingdoms are all new and she resides in Loess, a rather silent kingdom.

Today she investigates the forest, her interest peaked during the night. What creatures lurked at night? She thought to herself, her roan pelt gave away her hiding when the moon set on her. She can hear the twigs breaking beneath anothers weight, but she cannot find them visually.

She lingers closer to the sound of breaking twigs, do her ears deceive her? She cannot find another, for a split moment she thought she found another but as soon as she blinked he was gone. This only peaks her interest, the open space got more and more narrow until...,She spotted him, her eyes and ears do not deceive her.

He was amongst the darkest shade of ebony, blending in perfectly with no moonlight. She stops and watches him for a few moments, but perhaps he was doing the same. He does not move, almost as if he was frozen in time. She shrugs, she knows little fear, looking for something? she mutters as she approaches him.

He was a man of little words, though she didn't mind. In fact she preferred it over an equine mindlessly speaking. No is all he musters up in response. Surely he was not in the forest at the peak of night to stand like a statue and watch the wind blow. But before he could further interrogate he speaks again.

You are? the condensed version of asking for her name. How rude of me, I am Taria, and you are? She stands the same height as he, her gaze quickly looks for his. His eyes are silver like the moon, perhaps the easiest giveaway to his being in the dark.

The stallion did not carry a scent of a kingdom, fresh meat? She shifted her body, stepping closer in the process. She scans over the stallion, he had a heavier build,, but not matching that of a draft. His face remained the same throughout the conversation, unamused, like a stone. What was it this emotionless beast wanted?

He snorts as if she was bothering him by asking of his name. She responds with a snort of her own, he wants to ask for her name but becomes annoyed when she asks for his? He introduces himself as Covalto, barely opening his mouth when reapdonding.

The ebony stallion shifts, and for a moment it falls silent as he falls into his own thoughts. The silence is broken when he speaks again What is it you seek? He asks her, was it not obvious? A grin grows on her maw I like to prowl at night, see what creatures are out lurking at the night. Today just so happens to be you. I am from a kingdom of the name Losss and ultimately I am here to recruit members for our kingdom. She pauses ensuring he is still paying attention Are you intersted in joining Loess? If not I will not further waste our time.  

She snorts, looking for his silver gaze once more. Most of the night lurkers were nomads, much harder to recruit. Occasionally though you can find an equine that was desperatly wanting to be rescued from there life of solitare. Ready to devote themself to a kingdom. Would this stag be just another nomad or ready to prove himself worthy?

So he is capable of emotion, the stag who enjoyed appearing like a statue was capable of a smile and a laugh! The change in his demeanor cause a small smile of her own to grow on her maw.

What is this Loess like? he asks and though she was new to the kingdom Arthas was a dedicated leader and she knew that the quiet kingdom would soon flourish with dedicated residents. All equally wanting to be apart of a loyal group, a feared kingdom. Well right now it is pretty few in numbers, but together we are working to fix that. She pauses for a moment, trying to figure out the perfect way to describe the feeling she gets when in Loess. It is based off of loyalty, not only to Loess but to each other. There is no room for goodie goodies, and we are paired up with Sylva together we like to wreak havoc.

She prepared to continue rambling on about Loess but she was distracted when he speaks again. Perhaps we could be friends He notes and she cocks her head slightly. It has been a long time since she has had a friend, since she was a foal in her fathers herd. Of course all her friends were her siblings, but she did not notice a difference. But once her father was murdered and she left the herd she has lived a life of solitude. Friendship seemed weird to her, but she would have to get used to it now living in Loess again. I can only be friends with Loess members She teases, icing on the cake to return with her.